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Church    in  General. 

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To  the  READER. 

IT  is  adnonvledged by  the  bejl  judges  of  the  /acred 
text,  that  the  book  of  Pfalms,  in  its  original  a'rrfs, 
is  a  collecllon  of  the  mofl  elevated  and  fublime  Compo- 
Jilions  that  are  to  be  found  in  any  language  ;  and  it  has 
been  often  lamented,  that  f  much  of  the  piety,  dignity, 
and  poetic  exe  Hence  of  the  original  has  been  loft  in  all  the 
attempts  that  have  been  yet  made,  to  give  Vs  a  litter al 
tranflalion  of  it  in  Englfh  verfe.  Many  Chrijlians 
have  alfo  nvifhed  to  fee  the  fubflance  of  this  excellent 
Colleclion  cloathed  in  language  more  adapted  to  the 
brighter  difcoveries  of  the  Gofpel,  and  the  flat  e  of  the 
Chriftian  ivorjbip  ;  that  they  "may  befung  with  under. 
Jlanding  and  devotion,  and  thereby  contribute  to  the  ele- 
vation and  improvement  of  the  Chriftian  temper,— — 
This  has  been  happily  executed  by  the  learned  and  pious 
Dr.  Watts,  and  the  Pfalms  vhich  he  omitted  have 
been  f applied  by  Mr.  Barlow,  nearly  in  the  fame  f pi- 
rit  andjlyle,  and  all  local  references,  vhich  were  found 
in  Dr,  Walts' s  Imitation,  have  been  carefully  altered, 
fo  as  to  render  the  Compofition  belter  adapted  to  the 
eircumftances  of  Chrijlians  in  every  country. 


THE 

PSALMS  ^  DAVID 

IMITATED     IN      THE 

Language  of  the   New  Testament. 

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PSALM      I.    Common  Metre, 
The  Way  and  End  of  the  Righteous  and  the  Widej, 
i    T)  LEST  is  the  man  who  fhuns  the  place 
JL3   Where  finners  love  to  meet  ; 
Who  fears  to  tread  their  wicked  ways, 
And  hates  the  fcoffcr's  feat . 

2  But  in  the  ftatutes  of  the  Lord 

Has  plac'd  his  cheif  delight; 
By  day  he  reads  or  hears  the  word, 
And   meditates  by  night. 

3  [He,  like  a  plant  of  gen'rous  kind, 

By  living   waters  fet, 
Safe  from  the  dorms  and  blading  wind, 
Enjoys  a  peaceful  date.  J 

J.  Green  as  a  leaf  and  ever  fair, 

Shall  his  proftffion  fhine, 
While  fruits  of  holinefs  appear 

Like  cluders  on  the  vine. 
Not  fo  the  impious  and  unjuft  ; 

What  vain  defigns  they  form  } 
Their  hopes  is  blown  away  like'  dufH- 

Or  chaff  befgre  the  dorm 


^  F     S     A     L,     M         1. 

6  Sinners  in  judgement  (hall  not  ftand 

fVmongft  the   for.s  of  grace 
When  Christ  the  Judge  at  his  right  hand 
Appoints  his  faints  a  place. 

7  His  eye  beholds  the  path  they  tread  ; 

H>    heart  approves  it  veil  : 
Bi.t  crooked  ways  of  finntrs  lead 
I)own  to  the  gates  of  hell. 
p     S     A    L    M        I.     Short   Metre. 
The  Saint  happy,  the  Sinter  mlferakfa 
X    *~5~*>HE   man  is  evtr  bleft, 

J[      Who  fhuns  the   Tinner's  ways; 
Amongft  their  councels  never  Hands, 
Nor    takes  the  (corner's  place. 

2  But  makes  the  law  of  God 
His  ftudy  and  delight, 
Amidft  the  labours  of  the  day, 
And  watches  of  the  night. 

g   Ke  like  a  tree  fhali  thrive, 

With  waters  near  the  root  ; 
Frefh  as  the  leaf  his  name  (hall  live  ; 
His  works  are  heavenly  fruity 

4  Not  fo  th'  ungodly  race, 

They  no  fuch  blefiings  find  : 
Their  hopes  (hall  flee,  like  empty  chaff 
Before  the  driving  wind- 

5  How  will  they  bear  to   ftand 

Before  that  judgement  feat, 
Where  all  the  faints  at  Chrifi'a  right  hand 
In   full  affembly  meet  I 

6  He  knows,   and   he  approve* 

The  way  the  righteous  go; 
But  Tinners  and  their r works  mall  meet 
A    dreadful  overthrow 


P    S    A    L    M        IT.  5 

PSALM        I.      Long  Mefre- 
The  Dffi'.ence  between  the  Righteous  ami  the  tricked. 

1  IfJ  ^PPY"    the  man   v\hofe  cautious  feet 
JLJL  Shun  the  broad  way  that  finners  go, 

(     "W  ho.  hates  the  p'ace  where  athcifts  meet, 
And  fears  to  talk  as  feoffors  do- 

2  He  loves  t'  emp'oy  his  morning  light 
Amongft  the  ftatutcs  of  the  Lord; 

And   fpends  the  wakeful  hours  of  right, 
With  pleafarepcmd'rihg  o'er  the  word. 

3  He.  like  a  plant  by  gent  e  flreams, 
Shall  flourifh  in  immortal  green: 

And  Heav'nwil!  mine  with  kindeft  beams 
On  ev'ry  work  his  hands  begin. 

4  But  finners  find  their  counfels  croft  ; 
As    h  iff  before  the  tetnpefl  flies, 

So  fnail  their  hopes  be  blown  ani'oft, 
When  the  laft  trumpet  make  the  ikies. 

5  In  vain  the  rebels  feeks  to  /land 
In  judgment  with  the  pious  race; 

'J  he  dreadful  judge,  with  (tern  command, 
Divides  him  to  a  difTrent  p  ace. 

6  :i  Strait  is  the  way  my  faints  have  trod, 
"  1  bleft  the  path,  and  drew  it  plain; 

"  But  you  would  chufe  the  ciook-d  road, 
•*  And  down  it  leads  to  endiefa  pain. 

P    S    A    L    M    II,      Shor*  Metre. 
Tranflated  according  to  the  Divine  Pattern, 

dels  iv.  24,  &c, 
Christ  Dying,  Rifing.  Interceding  and  Reigning 

JLtA   Of  heav'n,  and  earth  and  feas, 


P    S    A    L    M    II 

Thy  providence  confirms  thy  word, 
And  anfwers  thy  decrees. 

The  things  fo  long  foretold 
By  David,  are  fulfill'd; 
When  jews  and  Gentiles  join  to  flay 
Jefus,  thy  holy  child] 

Why  did  the  Gentiles  rage, 
And  Jews  with  one  accord 
Bend  all  their  counfels  to  deftroy 
Th' anointed  of  the  Lord? 

Rulers  and  kings  agree 
To  form  a  vain  defign  ; 
A  gain  ft  the  Lord   their  pow'rs  unite;, 
Againfl  his  Chrift  they  join. 

The   Lord  derides  their  rage, 
And  will  fupport  his  throne  ; 
He  that  hath  rail'd  him  from  the  dead, 
Hath  own'd  him  for  his  fon. 

Pause 
Now  he's  afcended  high, 
And  asks  to  rule  the  earth  ; 
The  merit  of  his  blood  he  pleads, 
And  pleads  his  heav'nly  birth. 

7   Beneath  his  fov'reign  fway 

A    large  inheritance  l. 
Far  as  the  world's  remoteft  bounds 
His  kingdom  (hall  extend- 
The  nations  that  rebel, 
Muft  feel  his  iron  rod  ; 
He'll  vindicate  thole  honours  well 
Which  he  receiv'd  from  God. 

£  Be  wife,  ye  rules,  now, 
And  worfhip  at  his  throne  ; 


P    g    A    L    M        II.  : 

With  trembling  joy,  ye  people  bow, 
To  God's  exalted  Son. 
IO     If  once  his  wrath  arife, 
Ye  perifh  on  the  place  ; 
Then  bleficd  is  the  foul  that  flies 
For  refuge  to  his  grace.] 
PSALM        II.        Common    Metre. 

i  "TT^T"^^  ^'^  tne  nat,ons  j°'n  to  ^ay 

VV      The  Lord's  anointed  Son  ? 
Why  did  they  call  his  laws  away, 
And  tread  his  gofpel  down  ? 

2  The  Lord  that  fits  above  the  fkiee, 

Derides  their  rage  below, 
He  fpeaks  with  vtng'ance  in  his  eyes, 

And  Hi  ikes  their  fpirits  thrx>\  , 

3  «'   I  call  him  my  eternal  Son. 

"  And  raife  him  lYom  the  dead  , 
«*  I  make  my  holy  hill  his  throne, 
*'  And  wide  his  kingdom  fpread. 
4"  Afk  rne,   my  Son,  and  then  enjoy 
11  The  utmoit  heathen  lands ; 
"  Thy  rod  of  iron  mall  deflroy 
««  The  rebel  that  withftands," 
jf   Be  wife,   ye  rulers  of  the  earth,  t 

Obey  th'  anointed  Lord, 
Adore  the  King  of  heav'nly  birth, 
And  tremble  at  his  word. 
6  With  humble  love  addrefs  his  throne 
For  if  he  frown  ye  die  :  f 

Thofe  arc  fecure,  and  ihofe  alone 
Who  on  his  grace  rely. 
PSALM       II.      Long  Merre. 
Christ's  De<fibt  Refurreaion,  and  Jfcenfum. 
^HY  did  the  Jews  proclaim  their  rage? 
The  Romans  why  their  fwords  employ  ? 


8  PSALM        17. 
Agaiaft  tha   Lord  their  powers  engage, 
Hia  dear  Anointed  to  defiroy  ? 

^  •«  Come,  let  us  break  hid  bands,  they  fay, 
"  This  man  (hail  never  give  us  laws  ;" 
And  t!  us  they  call  bis  yoke  away, 
And  naii'd  the  Monarch  to  the  crofs* 

3    "::!  Cod  who  high  in  glory  reigns, 

Laughs  at  their  pride,  their  rage  cunrroiTs  : 
He'll  {mite  their  hearts  with  inward  painty 
And  fpea'k  in  thunder  to  their  fouls. 

4.  "  I  will  maintain  the  King  I  made 
•'  On  Sion'fi  eve'-ialtiny;  hill, 
"  My  hand  (hall  tyring  him  from  the  dead, 
"  And  he  (hall  ftaod  your  Sov'reign  ttill." 

5    THib  wondrous  riflng  from  the  earth. 
Makes  his  eternal  Godhead  known; 
7  he  Lord  declares  h's  heav'niy  birth  i 
'*  This  day  have  I  begot  my  Son. 

6   **  Afctnd.  my  Son,  to  my  right  hand, 
"  There  thou  (halt  afk,  and   I  beftow 
"  The  utmolt  bounds  of  heathen  lands; 
"  To  thee  their  fuppliaut  tribes  fhall  bow."3 

7  But  nations  that  refift  his  grace 
Shall  fall  beneath  his  lifted  rod  ; 
Kis  arm  (hall  crufh  the  impious  race, 
That  dare  provoke  th'  avenging  God. 

Pause. 

S   Now  ye  that  fit  on  earthly  thrones, 
Be  wife,  and  ferve  the  Lord,  the  Lamb  : 
INiow  to  his  feet  fubmic  your  crowns, 
Rejoice  and  tremble  at  his  name. 

9  With  humble  love  addrefs  the1  Son, 
Led  he  grow  angry,  and  ye  die; 


P    S    A    L    M        tit  9 

His  wrath  wil   burn  to  worlds  unknown, 
His  iove  gives  life  above  the  fky. 
ioBis  ftorms  (hail  quell  the  (lubborn  foe, 
And  fink,  his  honours  in  the  dull : 
Happy  the  fouls,  their  God  that  know, 
And  make  his  grace  their  only  trull. 

PSALM      III.      Common  Metre. 

Doubts  and  fears  fupprejed ;   or,   GOD  our  Defence 

jrom  Sin  and  Satan. 

1  1\/IY  God,  how  m^ny  are  my  fears  ? 

Conipiring  my  eternal  (icath, 
They  break  my  prel'ent  pea^e. 

2  The  'ying  tempter  would  perfuade 

There  s  no  ie;ief  in  heav'n, 

And  all  my  growing  fins  appear 

Too  great  to  be  forgiv'n. 

3  But  thou,  my  glory,  and  my  flrength, 

Shalt  on  the  tempter  tread. 
Shalt  filence  all  my  threat'ning  guilt, 
And  raile  my  drooping  head- 

4  [I  cry'd,   and  from  his  holy  hill 

He  bow  d  a  lift 'ning  ear  * 
I  call'd  my  Father,  and  my  God, 
And  he  iubdu'd  my  fear. 

5  He  fhed  foft  /lumbers  on  mine  eyes, 

In  fpite  of  all  my  foes  ; 
I  woke  and  wonder  d  at  the  grace 
That  guarded  my  repofe. 

6  What  tho'  the  hofts  of  death  and  hell 

A  1  arm'd  againit  me  flood  ; 
Terrors  no  more  (hall  fhake  my  foul ; 
My  refuge  is  my  God.  [A  3 


30  PSALM        III. 

7  A  rife,  O  Lord,  fulfil  thy  grace, 

While  I  thy  glory  fiog  ; 
My  God  has  broke  the  lVrpent's  teeth, 
And  death  has  loft  his  fling. 

8  Salvation  to  the  Lord  belongs, 

His  aim  alone  can  fave  ; 
Bleflings  attend  thy  people  here, 
And  reach  beyond  the  grave. 
PSALM    III.    1,2,3,4,5,8.    Long  Metre. 
A  Morning  Pfalm. 

1  f~*\  Lord,  how  many  are  my  foes, 

V/   In  this  weak  ftate  of  flefh  and  blood  ? 
My  peace  they  daily  difcompofe, 
But  my  defence  and  hope  is  God. 

2  Tir'd  with  the  burdens  of  the  day, 
To  thee  I  rais'd  an  evening  cry  ; 
Thou  heardft  when  I  began  to  pray,    ' 
And  thine  almighty  help  was  nigh. 

3  Supported  by  thine  heavVy  aid 
I  laid  me  down  and  flept  fecure  ; 

Not  death  mould  make  my  heart  afraid, 
Tho'  I  mould  wake  and  nfe  no  more. 

4  But  God  fuftain'd  me  all  the  night ; 
Salvation  doth  to  God  belong  : 

He  raifed  my  head  to  fee  the  light, 
And  makes  his  praife  my  morning  fong. 

PSALM    IV.     i,  2,  3,  4,  6,  7.    Long  Me;re. 

Hearing  of  Prayer  ;  or,   GOD  our  Portion,   ami 
Christ  our  Hops. 

1    &~*\  ^0D  °^  Srace  anc*  r'gllteoufnefs, 
\U?  Hear  and  attend  when  I  complain  ; 

'    Thou  haft  enlarg'd  me  in  ditfrefs, 
Bow  down  a  gracious  car  again. 


PSALM       IV.  n 

2  Ye  fons  of  men  in  vain  ye  try- 
To  turn  my  glory  into  thame  • 
How  long  will  fcoffers  love  to  lie, 
And  dare  reproach  my  Saviour's  name? 

3  Know  that  the  Lord  divides  his  faints 
From  all  the  tribes  of  men  befide  ; 
He  hears  and  pities  their  complaints, 
For  the  dear  fake  of  Chrift  that  dy'J. 

4  When  our  obedient  hands  have  dene 
A  thoufand  works  of  righteoufnefs, 
We  put  our  trull:  in  God  alone, 
And  glory  in  his  pard'ning  grace. 

5  Let  the  unthinking  many  fay, 

««  Who  will  bellow  fome  earthly  good  ?" 
But,  Lord,  thy  light  and  love  we  pray  ; 
Our  fouls  deftrc  thic  heav'nly  food. 

6  Then  fhall  my  chearful  powers  rejoige 
At  grace  divine,  and  love  fo  great  , 
Nor  will  I  change  my  happy  choice 
For  all  their  wealth  and  boafted  ftate. 

PSALM    IV.    Ver.  3,  4,  5,  8,    Common  Mc[rza 
An  Evening  Pfalm. 

1  T    ORD,  thou  wilt  hear  me  when  I  pray  » 
\_j      I  am  for  ever  thine  : 

1  fear  before  thee  all  the  day, 
Nor  would  1  dare  to  fin- 

2  And  while  I  reft:  my  weary  head, 

From  cares  and  bus'nefj  free,  i 

'Tis  fweet  converting  on  my  bed, 
With  my  own  heart  and  thee, 

3  I  pay  this  evening  facrifice  ; 

And  when  my  work  is  done, 
Great  God,  my  faith  and  hope  relies 
Upon  thy  grace  alone. 


J2  P    3    A    L    M        V. 

4  Thus  with  my  thoughts  compos'd  to  peace:, 
IV  give  mine  eyes  to  fleep  . 
Thy  hand  in  fafety  keeps  my  days, 

And  will  my  (lumber* keep, 
PSALM        V.        Common  Metre. 
F»r  the  Lord's  D ty-Mo  n'mq. 

1  *       OKD,  in  the  morqing  thou  /halt  hear 
JLj      My  voice  afceading  high  ; 

To  thee  w'd    I  direct  my  prayer 
To  thee  lift  up  mine  < ye. 

2  t'p^to  the  hi  7s  where  Chrffi  is  gone 

To  pead  for  all   his  {uu;ts, 
Prefenting  at  his  Liner's   tluone 
Our  fengs  and  our  complaints. 

3  Thou  art  a  God,  before  whofe  light 

i  'I  he  vi  ked  fbali  not  ft.,nd  ; 

Sinners  fha  1  ne'er  be  thy  delight, 

Nor  dwel   ai  thy  right  hand. 

4  But  to  th>  houfc  \vi  1  I  reforf, 

To  tatie  thy  mercies  there; 
I  wi\    frequent  thffii  holy  court  , 
And  worhVp  in  ihy  fear. 

5  O  may  the  Spirit  guide  my  feet 

In   ways  of  lighuoufnefs  ! 

Make  cveiy  path  of  duty  {trait, 

And  plain   before  my  face. 

Pause. 
6"  i\ry  watchfif  enemies  combine 
To  tempt  my  feet  aftray  ; 
They  flatter  with  a  bufr  defign, 
To  make  my  foul  their  prey. 
7  Lord,  cftifh  the  ferpent  in  the  duft, 
An«J  idl  his  plots  de&ror  j 


PSALM        VI. 

While  thofe  that  in  thy  mercy  truft, 
For  ever  rtioiit  for  joy. 

$  The  men  that  love  and  fear  thy  name*. 
Shall   fee  their  hopes  Fill fi  I'd  • 
The  mighty  God  wi  1  com  pals  them 
With  favor  as  a  (hie  u. 

PSALM        VI.        Common  Metre, 

Complaint  in  S'ichnefs9  or,   D'tj1aris  Ltealed. 

I    TN   anger,   Lord,    do  rot  chafl  .fc, 
jt    Withdraw  the   '.  .       ':';  j 
Kor  let  thine  awful  wrath  arifi 
Againlt  a  feeble  wprni. 

1   My  iou    how'u  du'Aii  w;-!i  heayy  c;\- es, 
My  flefh   with  pain  opprefsd, 
My  couch  is  wim.  is  to  my  tears, 
My  tears  forbid    my  r<.  .. 

3  Sorrow  and  grief  wear  out  my  da  vs  ; 

1  wiite  the  night  with  cries 
And  count  the  minutes  as  they  pafs, 
'Till  the  flow  morning  rife. 

4  Sha1!  I  be  ftill  tormented  more  ? 

My  eyes  confum'd  with  grief? 
How  long,  my  Ood    how  long,    before 
Thine  hand  cffj.a  relief? 

5  He  hears  his  mourning  children    fpe?,k, 

He  pities  all  our  groans, 
He  fives  us  for  his  mercy's  fake,  , 
And  heals  our  broken  bones. 

6  The  virtue  of  his  fovereign  won  (J, 

Reftores  our  fainting  breath    ; 
For  fi  ent  graves  praife  not  the  J  Lord, 
Nor  is  he  known  in  death. 


J4  PSALM        VII. 

PSALM        VI.        Long  Metre. 
Temptations  in  Skkne/s  overcome. 

1  ' :       ORD,   I  can  fufTer  thy  rebukes, 

JLi  When  thou  with  kindnefs  dolt  chaftife ; 
But  thy  fierce  wrath  I  cannot  bear, 
O  let  it  not  again  It  me  rife  ! 

2  Pity  my  languifhing  eftate, 

And  eafe  the  forrows  that  I  feel  ; 

The  wounds  thine  heavy  hand  hath  made, 

O  let  thy  gentler  touches  heal  .* 

3  See  how  in  fighs  I  pafs  my  days, 
And  wafte  in  groans  the  weary  night  : 
My  bed  is  water'd  with  my  tears ; 

My  grief  confumes,  and  dims  my  fight. 

4  Look  how  the  powers  of  nature  mourn  ! 
How  long,  Almighty  God,  how  long? 
When  (hall  thine  hour  of  grace  return  ? 
When  mail  I  make  thy  grace  my  fong  ? 

5  I  feel  my  fkfh  fo  near  the  grave, 
My  thoughts  are  tempted  to  defpair  : 
But  graves  can  never  praife  the  Lord, 
For  all  is  duft  and  filence  there. 

5  Depart,  ye  tempters,  from  my  foul, 
And  all  defpairing  thought*  depart  ; 
My  God,  who  hears  my  humble  moan, 
Will  eafe  my  flefti,  and  cheer  my  heart, 

^P    S    A    L    M        VII.        Common  Metre. 

70 D't   Care  of  Lis  People,  and  Punjjlmcnt  of  Per- 
/seniors. 

MY  truft  is  in  my  heavVy  friend, 
My  hope  in  thee,  my  God: 
Rife  and  my  hfclplefi  life  defend, 
From  thofe  that  fcek  or  blood. 


PSALM        VII.  15 

Z   With  infolence  and  fury  they 
My  fou!  in  pieces  tear, 
As  hungry  lions  rend  the  prey 
When  no  deliverer's  near. 

3  If  e'er  my  pride  provok'd  them  firfl, 

Or  once  abus'd    my  foe, 
Then  let  them  tread  my  life  to  duft, 
And  Jay  my  honor  low. 

4  If  there  be  malice  found  in  me, 

I  know  thy  piercing  eyes  ; 
I  mould  not  dare  appeal  to  thee, 
Nor  afk  my  God  to  rife. 

5  Arife,  my  God,  lift  up  thy  hand. 

Their  pride  and  power  controul ; 
Awake  to  judgment,  and  command 
Deliv'ruice  for  my  foul. 

Pause. 

6  Let  finners  and  their  wicked  raga 

Be  humb'ed  to  the  duft  ; 
Shall  not  the  God  of  truth  engage 
To  vindicate  the juft  ! 

7  He  knows  the  heart,  he  tries  the  reins, 
H  e  will  defend  th*  upright  : 
His  fharpeft  arrows  he  ordains 
Againft  the  fojis  of  fpi^ht. 

&  Tho'  leagu'd  in  guilt  their  malice  fpread, 
A  fnare  before  my  way  ; 
Their  mifchiefs  en  their  impious  head, 
His  vengeance  (hail  repay. 
2   That  cruel  perfecutir>g  race 

Mu(l  feel  his  dreadful  fword  : 
Awake,  my  foul,  and  praife  the  grace 
And  juftice  of  the  Lord. 


I(5  PSALM        VIII. 

PSALM      VIII,     Short  Metre. 

Gods  Severe*  gnty  and  GooMfi  :  una  ManS  Dm*. 

man  over  the    Creatures. 

lf^%    Lord»   our  heavVy  king, 
V^/    Thy  name  is  all   divine  : 
Thy  glories  round  the  earth   are  fpreud, 
And  o'er  the  heaves  they    fhine. 

2  When  to  thy  works  on  high, 

I  ra-fe  my    wond'ring  eyes, 
And  fee  the  moon,    compete  in  light, 
Adorn  the  darkfome  ikies  : 

3  When  I  forvey  the  ftars, 

And  al  their  Ihining  forms  ;  * 

Lo.d  what  is  man  !    that  worthlefs  Ihing, 
A  kin  to  dull  and  worms  ? 

4  Lord,  what  is  worthlefs  man. ! 
That  thou  fhoulaft  love   him   io  ? 

Next  tc  thine  angels  he  is  pae'd, 
And  lord  of  ail  below. 

$         Thy   honours  crown  his  he^.d, 
While  bealls  like  flaves  obe  y, 
And  birds  that  cut  th     air  wr.h'wing*, 
And  fifh  that  cleave  the  f«3. 

5  How  rich  thy  bounties  ?.re! 
And  wond'rous  are  thy    ways: 

Of  duft  and  worms  thy  po'*'r  can  frame 
A  monument  of  praif ■  •. 
'        [Out  of  the   mouths    <>f  babes 

And  fuckling«,  the  j  canft  draw 
burpnfing  honours  to    ,hy  name, 
And  Urike  the  w/,,ld  with  awe. 
O  Lord,   our  her  .v'nly  king, 
ihy  name  is  all   divine* 


PSALM        VIII.  if 

Thy  •--  round   the  earth  are  fpread, 

And  o'ei  the  heav'ns  they  ihinc.J 

PSALM      VIII,     Comnon  Metre, 

Christ's  CmStfccnfan  and   Glortfitaticn  :  ort  Cob 
,  a   c   jVJun. 

Ol  ord  our  God,    how   wondVcus  great 
!■■  thine  exalted   frame  ! 
The  glories  cf  thy  heav:n!\  [late 
JLet  m^n  and  babes  proclaim. 

2  When  I  beh-jld  thy  works  on  high. 

The  moon  h;       '       1       '  M, 
And  (tars  that  well  adcrn  tnc  fey, 
Thore  moving  worlds  cf  light  : 

3  Lord,  what  (a  m^n,  or  all  his  race, 

Who  dwells  £b  fa»-   below, 
Tliat  thou  moaWft  v. fit  him  witlj  grace, 
And  love  his  nature  f o  ? 

4  That  thine  tterna  Son  (hou'd  bear 

To  take  a  moital  form, 
Made  lower  than  his  angels  are, 
To  fave  a  dying  worm. 

ij  f  Yet  while  he  ib'd  on  earth  unknown, 
And  men  would  not  adore, 
Behold  obedient  nature  cwi, 
His  Godhc&d  and  his  po^er. 

6  The  waveslay  fpread  beneath  his  feet, 

And  fifh  at  his  command, 
Bring  their  large  ihoais  to  Peter's  net, 
Bring  tribute  to  his  hand. 

7  Thcfe  fmaller  glories  of  the  Son 

Shone  through  the  iLfh  y  cloud  ; 
No.v  we  behold  him  on  his  throne, 
And  men  coniefs  him  God.  J  • 


18  PSALM        VIII. 

fe  Let  him  with  majefty  be  crown'd, 
Who  bow'd  his  head  to  death; 
And  his  eternal  honours  found, 
From  all  things  that  have  breath. 
9  Jefus,  our  Lord,  how  wond'rous  great 
Is  thine  exalted   name  ! 
The  glories  of  thy  heav'nly  fiate 
Let  the  whole  earth  proclaim. 

PSALM    VIII.    Ver.  i,  2.    ParaPbrafed. 

First  Part.     Long  Metre. 

The  Hvfannaoftbe  Chi!fre*\  or,  Infants  braf in* 
GOD.  r    J  * 

1  A   LMIGHTY   Ruler  of  the  fides, 

XIl  Thro'  the  wide  earth  thy  name  is  fpread, 

And  thine  eternal  glories   rife 

O'er  all  the  heav'ns  thy  hands  have  made. 

2  To  thee  the  voices  of  the  young, 
Their  founding  notes  of  honor  raife  ; 
And   babes,  with  unintlrmfted  tongue, 
Declare  the  wonders  of  thy  praife. 

3  Thy  power  aififts  their  tender  age 
To  bring  proud  rebels  to  the  ground, 
To   ft  ill  the  bold   blafphemer's  rage, 
And  all  their   po'icies  confound. 

4  Children  amidil  thy  temple  throng 
To  fee  their  great   Redeemer's  face  ; 
The   Son   of  David,  is  their  fong, 
And  loud   Hofannas  fill  the  place. 

5  The  frowning  fcribes  and  angry  priefh 
In   vain  their  impious  cavils  briiifr 
Revenge  fits   Hlent  in  their  breads, 
While  Jewifh  bubes  proclaim  their  King. 


P    S    A    L    M        IX.  i9 

PSALM    VIII.    Ver.  3,  &c.    Paraphrafed. 
Second  Part.     Long  Metre. 

Adam  and  Christ,    Lords  of  the  Oid  and  New 

C real  ion. 
2    X     ORD,  what  was  man  when  made  at  &#, 
1  j   Adam  the  offspring  of  the  dud, 
That  thou  fhouldft  fet  him  and  his  race 
But  juft  below  an  angel's  place  ? 

2  That  thou  fhouldft  raife  his  nature  fo, 
And  make  him  lord   of  all  below, 
Make  every  beaft  and  bird   fubmit, 
And  lay  the  fifties  at  his  feet  ? 

3  But  O  !    what  brighter  glories  wait 
To  crown  the  fecond    Adam's  ftate  1 
What  honours  (hall  thy   Son  adorn, 
Who  condefcended  to  be  born  ? 

4  See  him  below  his  angels  made  : 
Behold  him  number' d  with  the  dead, 
To  fave  a  ruin'd  world  from  fin  : 
But  he  (hail  reign  with  pow'r  divine. 

5  The  world  to  ccme,   redeem'd   from  all 
The  mif'ries  that  attend  the  fall, 
New  made  and  glorious,  ib all  fubmit 
At  our  exalted  Saviour's  feet. 

P    S    A    L    M     IX.  Firfl:  Part  Common  Metre. 
Wrath  and  Mercy  frtm  the  Judgment  Seat. 

1  IT 71" T  IT H  my  whole  heart  I'll  raife  my  fongf 

V  V        Thy  wonders  I'll  proclaim  ; 
Thou  fovereign  Judge  of  right  and  wrong 
Wilt  put  thy  foes  to  mame. 

2  I'll  fing  thy  majefty  and  grace  , 

My  God  prepares  his  throne 
To  judge  the   world  with  righteoufnefs, 
And  make  his  vengeance  known. 


to  PSALM        IX. 

g  Then  fliall  the  Lord  a  refuge  prove 
For  all   the  poor  opprciVci  ; 
To  fave  the  people  of  his  love, 
And  give  the  weary  relt. 

^The  men  that  know  thy  name  will  truft 
In   thy  abundant  grace  ; 
For  thou  haft  ne'er  forfook  the  juft, 
Who  humbly  feek  thy  face. 

5   Sing  praifes  to  the  righteous  Lord, 
Who  dwells  on    Sion's    Hill, 
Who  executes  his  threat'ninjr  word, 
Whole  works  his  grace  fu  LI. 
PSALM     IX.    Ver.  12.     Second  Part. 
The  W'tflom  and  Equity  of  Providence. 

1  '\JV  ^^  l*le  &rcal  JU(^&e  fuFreme  and  jud, 

V  \         Shall   once  erquire   tor  b!o; 
The  humble  fouls  that  mourn  in  duit, 
Shall  find  a  faithful  God. 

2  He  from  the  dreadful  gates  of  death 

Does  his  own  children  raife  ; 
In  Swn         t£s,   with  duert  j!  bfea 
They  i  ijg  their  Father's  pTaife 
I   Uh  foes  Ihail  fall,    with  heedlefs  feet; 
Into  the  pit  they  made  ; 
And  finners  perifh  in  (he  net 

Tha:    their  own   hands  have  fpread. 
\  Thus  by  thy  judgment,  "mighty  God 
Are  thy  deep  counfeh  knp.wa  i 
When   men   of  mifebief  are   deftroy'd,, 
In  (hares  that   were  there  own. 

Pause* 

:  The  wicked   fball  fink  down  to  hell ; 
Thy  wrath  devour  the  lands, 


P    S    A    L    M       X.  21 

That  dare  forget  thee,  or  rebel 
Againft  thy  known  commands. 

6  Though  faints  to  fore  diftrefs  are  brought. 

And  wait  and  long  complain, 

Their  cn'es  fhatl   ntver  be  forgot, 

.Nor  fh^H  their  hopes  be  vain. 

7  [R*fe>  great  Redeemer,  from  thy  feat, 

To  judge  and  fare  the  poor  ; 
Let  nations  tremble  at  thy  feet, 
And  man  prevail  no  more. 
S  Thy  thunder  (hall  affright  the  proud, 
And  put  their  hearts  to  pain, 
Make  them  cehffefs  that  thou  art  God, 
And  they  but  feeble  men. 
PSALM        X.        Common  Metre. 
Prayer  heard t  and  Saints  faved ;  or,  Pride,  Alhetfm 
and  Qppreffvm  pun'ified. 
For  a  Humiliation  Day. 

1  T7TTHY  doth  the   Lord  depart  fo  far> 

V V       And  why  conceal  hi3  face, 
When  great  calamities  appear, 
And  times  of  deep  diftrefs  ? 

2  Lord,  fhall  the  wicked  (till  deride 

Thy  juftice  and  thy  laws  ? 
Shall  they  advance  their  heads  in  pride, 
And  flight  the  righteous  caufe. 

3  They  caft  thy  judgments  from  their  figbt, 

And  then  infult  the  poor, 
They  boaft  in  thtir  exacted  height, 
That  they  (hali  fall  no  more. 

4  Arife,  O  God,  lift  up  thine  hand, 

Attend  our  humble  cry  ; 
No  enemy  mall  dare  to  Hand 
When  Gcd  afccsds  on  high. 


"  PSALM"     XI. 

Pause. 

5  Why  do  the  men  of  malice  rage, 

And  fay  with  foolifh  pride, 

1  he  God  of  heav'n  will  ne'er  en^a^e 

"  To  fight  on  Sion's  fide." 

6  But  thou  for  ever  art  our  Lord  ; 

And  powerful  is  thine  hand. 
As  when  the  heathens  felt  thy  fword 
And  perim'd   from  thy  land. 

7  Thou  wilt  prepare  our  hearts  to  pray, 

And  caufe  thine  car  to  hear  ; 
Accept  the  vows  thy  children  pay, 
And  free  thy  faints  from  fear. 
S  Proud  tyrants  fhall  no  more  opprefa 
No  more  defpife  the  juft  ; 
And  mighty  finners  fhall  confefa 
They  are  but  earth  and  duft. 
PSALM        XL  Long  Mete. 
GOD  loves  the  Righteous,  an d  hates  the  Willed. 

1  1VTY  l^uSe  is  the  God  of  love, 
IV!  Why  do  my  foes  tnfult  and  cry, 
"   Fly  like  a   tim'rous  trembling  dove, 
u  To  diftant  woods  or  mountains  fly" 

2  If  government  be  once  deftroy'd, 
(That  firm  foundation  of  our  peace) 
And  violence  made  juftice  void, 
Where  fhall  the  lighteous  feek  redrefs  ? 

%  The  Lord  in  heav'n  has  fixed  his  throne, 
His  eye  furveys  the  world  below  ; 
To  him  all  mortal  things  are  known, 
His  eye-lids  fearch  our  fpirits  through. 

<f   If  he  afflicts  his  faints  fo  far, 

To  prove  their  love,  acd  try  their  grace, 


IT     &     A     L     M  Ail.  23 

What  may  the  bold  tranfgreffbrs  fear  ? 
His  foul  abhors  their  wicked  ways. 

5  On  impious  wretches  he  mall  rain 
Sulpherous  flames  of  wafting  death, 
Such  as  he  kindled  on  the  plain 
Of  Sodom  with  his  angry  breath. 

6  The  righteous  Lord  loves  righteous  fou'g, 
Whofe  thoughts  and  actions  are  fincere, 
And  with  a  gracious  eye  beholds 

The  men  that  his  own  image  bear. 

PSALM       XII.        Long  Metre. 

7/>*  Saints-  Safety  and  Hope  in  evil  Times  :  or, 
Sins  of  the  Tongue  complained  of,  viz.  B/afpJjemy, 
Fal/ljoodf  6>V. 

1  A    LMIGHTY  GOD,  appear  and  fave  ! 
JL\    For  vice  and  vanity  prevail : 

The  godly  perifh  in  the  grave, 
The  juft  depart,  the  faithful  fail. 

2  The  whole  difcourfe,  when  crouds  are  met, 
Is  fit  I'd  with  trifles  loofe  and  vain  ; 
Their  lips  are  flattery  and  deceit, 

And  their  proud  language  is  profane. 

3  But  lips  that  with  deceit  abound 
Shall  not  maintain  their  triumph  long  : 
The  God   of  vengeance  will  eonfound 
The  flattering  and  blafpheming  tongue. 

4  "  Yet  fhall  our  words  be  free,  they  cry  ; 

tl  Our  tongues  (hall  be  controlM  by  none  : 
"  Where  is  the  Lord,  will  afk  us  why  I 
**  Or  fay  our  lips  are  not  our  own  ?    " 

5  The  Lordr  who  fees  the  poor  opprefs'd, 

And  hears  th'  opprefTor's  haughty  drain, 


24  PSALM       XII, 

Will   rife  to  give  his  chrildren   reft, 
Nor  (hall  they  tiuft:  liis  word  in  va'n, 

6  Thy  word,   O    Lord,   tho'  often   try'd, 
Void  of  deceit   mall  fti!l   appear  ; 

Not  fi  ver,  f;rven  times  punfy'd 

From  drofs  and  mixture,  fliines  fo  ckar. 

7  ^*ny  grace  fhall   in  the  darkeft  hour 
Defend    from  danger  and   furprife  ; 
Tho'  when  the  vileft  men  have  power, 
On  every   fide  oppreffors  rife. 
PSALM        XII.        Common  Metre. 

Complaint  of  a  genera]  Corruption  of  Manners  :  or, 
The  promife  and  Signs  of  Christ's  coming  to 
Ju  lament. 

1  T*  T  LLP,  Lord,  for  men   of  virtue  fail, 
JL  JL      Religion  lofes  ground  ; 

The  fons  of  vioence  prevail, 
And  treacheries  abound. 

2  Their  oaths  and  promifes  they  break, 

Yet  act  the  flatterer's  part*; 
With  fair  deceitful  lips  they  fpeak, 
And  with  a  double  heart. 

3  If  we  reprove  fome  hateful  lie, 

They  fcorn  our  faithful  word  : 
"  Are  not  our  lips  our  own,"  they  cry, 
"  And  who  (hall  be  our  Lord  ?" 

4.  Scoffers  appear  on  every  fide, 
Where  a  vile  race  of  men 
Is  rami  to  feats  of  power  and  pride, 
And  bears  the  fword  in  vain. 

Pause. 

5  Lord,   when  iniquities  abound, 
And  bUfphemy  grows  bold, 


P    S    A    L    M       XIII. 

When  Faith  1*3  rarely  to  be  found, 
And  love  is  waxing  cold  ; 

6  Is  not  thy' chariot  haft'ning  on  ? 

Hall  thou  not  given  the  fign  ? 
May  we  not  trul:  and  live  upon 
A  promifc  to  divine  ? 

7  "  Yes,  fiith  the  Lord,  now  will  I  rife, 

"  And  make  th*  oopreflors  ilee  ; 
•*  I  (hall  appear  to  iheir  furprife, 
'•  And  fet  my  fervant3  free." 

8  Thy  word,  like  ftlver  feven  times  try'd, 

Thro'  ages  fha  1  endure  ; 
The  men  that  in  thy  truth  con.lde 
Shall  ilnd  thy  promife  fare. 

PSALM        Xlir.        Common  Metre. 
Comprint  under  the  Tzmp'ation  of  ihe  D  vil. 

1  TTQW  lonjT  wilt  thou  conceal    hy  face? 
XT.      My  God    how  long  d -lay  > 
When  (hall  I  feel  thofe  heav'n'y  ray3 

That  chafe  my  fears  away  ? 

2  How  long  fha  1  my  poor  lab'ring  loul 

Wrellle  and  toil  in  vain  ? 
Thy  word  can  al!  my  foes  controul, 
And  eafe  my  raging  pain. 

3  See  how  the  Prince  of  dark  lefs  tries 

All  his  malicious  arts  ; 
He  fpr<*ads  a  mift  around  my  eyes, 
And  thtows  his  r  ery  darts. 

4  Be  thou  my  fun,  and  tfuu  my  fliield, 

My  (bul  in  fafety  keep  : 
ft'ake  h»ft?  before  mine  eyes  are  fe*l'd 
In  death's  eieriial  fleep. 


*r>  P    S    A    I.    M        XIV. 

5  How  would  the  tempter  boaft  aloud, 

Should  I  become  his  prey  ! 
Behold  the  fons  of  hell  grow  proud 
To  fee  thy  l6wg  delay. 

6  But  they  fhall  fly  at  thy  rebuke, 

And  Satan  hide  his  head  ; 
He  knows  the  terrors  of  thy  look, 
And  hears  thy  voice  with  dread. 

7  Thou  wilt  difplay  that  fovereign  grace 

Whence  all  my  comforts  fprjjig. 
I  ihali  employ  my  lips  in  praile, 
And  thy  falvation  fing. 

PSALM    XIV.    Fir  ft  Part.    Common  Metre, 
By  Nature  all  Men  are  Sinntrs. 
1    XpOOLS  »■  tne,r  hearts  believe  and  {<iyt 
JL        "  That  all  religion's  vain, 
•»  There  is  no  God  that  reigns  on  high, 
Or  minds  th*  affairs  of  men." 

Z   From  thoughts  fo  dreadful  and  profane 
Corrupt  difcourfc  proceeds  ; 
And  in  their  impious  hands  are  found 
Abominable  deeds. 

3  The  Lord  from  his  ceJeftial  throne 

Look'd  down  on  things  below, 
To  t  nd  the  man  that  fought  his  grace, 
Or  did  hi*  juftice  know. 

4  By  nature  all  are  gone  aftray, 

Their  practice  all  the  fame  ; 
There's  none  that  fears  his  Maker's  hand, 
Theirs  none  that  loves  his  name. 

5  Their  tongues  are  uf'd  to  fpeak  deceit, 

Their  flanders  never  ceafe  ; 
How  fwift  to  mifchief  are  thier  feet; 
Nor  know  the  paths  of  peace. 


PSALM        XV.  *7 

6  Such  feeA*  of  fth  (that  bitter  root) 
In  every  heart  are  found  ;  _ 
Nor  can  they  bear  diviner  fruit, 
Till  grace  re£ne  the  ground. 
PSALM  XIV.    Second  Part.  Common  Metre. 
The  folly  of  Perfetufor*. 

1  A    RE  fiatiers  now  fo  ferifclefs  grown 
jf\     That  they  the  fa:nts  devour  ? 
And  never  worfhip  at  thy  throne, 

Nor  fear  thine  awful  power  I 

2  Great  God,  appear  to  their  furprife, 

Reveal  thy  dreadful  name  ; 
Let  them  no  more  thy  wra'h  defpife 
Nor  turn  our  hope  to  [name. 

3  Doft  thou  not  dwell  among  the  jutl  ? 

And  yet  our  foes  deride, 
That  wc  mould  make  thy  name  our  trull  6 
Great  God,  confound  their  pride. 

4  Oh  that  the  joyful  day  ^vas  come 

To  finifh  our  di&rcfel 
When  God  ft  all  bring  his  children  home, 

Our  fongs  (hall  never  ceafe. 
PSALM        XV.        Common  Metre, 
Char  offer*  of  a  Saint  ;   or,  A  Citizen  of  Zicn  ;  or, 
The  Qualifications  of  a  Chrtjlian* 

\  w  7H0  mal1  inbabit  in  thy  hill> 

VV       O  God  of  holinefsr 
Whom  will  the  Lord  admit  to  dwell 
So  near  his  throne  of  grace  I 
2  The  man  that  walks  in  pious  ways, 
And  works  with  righteous  hands  ; 
That  trufts  his  Maker's  promif  d  grace, 
And  folows  his  commands. 


PSALM       XV. 

Nor  fland„6  with  h;, 

Wjli  fcarce  bel.eve  an  ill  .epV 
Nor  ao  h.e  neighbour  wrong. 
4TheweaHyfinncrhecontemr 

And, ho   toh.eo«„hurehef 
kt.H  he  performs  Li8  word.    ""' 

i   K,'«  "*"<'*  difdain  a  golden  bribe, 
And  never  wron*  the  poor. 

T1,;",!:n.w:1!dlwc"wi"' God  on  earth. 
And  find  his  heavn  fecure. 

fSAUI      XV.      LonsMerre. 
lo  God  and  Mn„  ■   „r    Tl    a,       .  '       '  """' 

»  V     Great  God    a.-dd«j;  before  5,t"U , 
The  man  , ha,  mind,  te!(>;OB  now.  X  'a'e? 

Aedhnmb,  wilk.wffliGo.rbeloV: 

He  hates  to  do  Ins  ndghboi,  wrong. 
3   [Scarce  will  he  triift  an  ffl  report, 

Or  vrnt  ft  to  his  neighbour's  hurt  • 

S'tinerti  of  /{ate  he  can  defpifc 

i^'K  Lints  are  honoured  in  his  eyes.] 
\  [Firm to  his  word  he  ever  fW 

And  always  m,kes  his  promife  good- 

Nor  dares  to  change  the  thing  he  /War* 
Whatever  pain  or  U\  he  bears.] 


23 


P    S     A    L    M        XVI.  29 

5  [He  never  deals  in  bribing  gold, 

And  mourns  that  juftice  thou  d  be  fold  : 
While  others  fcom  and  wrong  the  poor, 
Sweet  charity   attends  his  door  J 

6  He  loves  his  enemies,  and  prays 

For  thofe  that  curfe  him  to  his  face  > 
And  doth  to  all  men  ft  ill  the  fame 
That  he  would  hope  or  wifh  from  them. 

7  Yetj  when  his  holiefl  works  are  done, 
His  foul  depends  on  grace  alone  : 
This  is  the  man  thy  face  ihall  fee, 
And  dwell  for  ever,   Lord,  with  thee. 

PSALM    XVI.     Firft  Part.    Long  Metre. 

Confefftm  of  our  Poverty  ;   and,   Snints  the  bejl  Com* 
pjny  :   or,  Good  Works  profit  Man,  not  Goi>. 

1  TT)RE3EPvVE  me,  Lord,  in  time  of  need, 
JL     For  fuccour  to  thy  throne  I  flee, 

But  have  no  merits  there  to  plead  ; 
$fy  goodnefs  cannot  reach  to  thee. 

2  Oft  have  my  heart  and  tongue  conftfl 
How  empty  and  how  poor  L  am  ; 

My  pvaifecan  never  make  thee  bled, 
Nor  add  Rew  glories  to  thy  name. 

3  Yet,  Lord,  thy  faints  on  earth  may  reap 
Some  profit  by  the  good  we  do  : 
Thefe  are  the  company  I  keep. 

Thefe  are  the  choiceft  friends  I  know. 

4  Let  others  chufe  the  fons  cf  mirth 
To  give  a  relifh  to  their  wine  : 

I  love  the  men  of  heav'nly  birth, 
Whofc  thoughts  and  language  are  divine. 
B  a 


*•  PSALM       xvr. 

PSALM    XVI.     Second  Part.     Long  Metre. 
Christ's  All-fufficienty, 
1    TJTOW  fa!t  thc^r  guilt  and  furrows  rife, 

JL  JL   Who  hafte  to  Lek  fome  idol  god  ! 

I  will  not  tatte  their  lacrirxe, 

Their  offerings  of  forbidden  blood, 

2  My  God  provides  a  richer  cup, 
And  nobler  foud  to  live  upon  : 
He  for  my  life  has  offcr'd  up 
Je"us,  his  bell  beloved  Son. 

3  His  love  is  my  perpetual  feaft  : 

By  day  his  counfels  guide  rne  right, 
And  be  his  name  for  ever  bleft, 
Who  gives  me  fweet  advice  by  night 
4  I  fet  him  ftill  before  mine  eyes  : 
At  my  right  hand  he  (lands  preparM 
To  keep  my  foul  from  all  furpnfe, 
And  be  my  everlafting  guard. 

PSALM    XVI.    Third  Part.    Lang  Me'er. 
Courage  in  DeJth,  and  Hope  of  the  R  f<  rta  on* 

1  TTST^N  God  '8  niKh  "»y  ^ith  is  ft«  nj, 

V  V      His  arm  is  my  almighty  prop  : 
Ee  glid,  my  he.  n,  rejoice,  my  tongue, 
My  dying  flelh  mail  reft  in  hope. 

2  Tho*  in  the  dnft  i  lay  my  head,  v 
Vrt,  gracious  God.  thou  wilt  not  leave 
IV  y  foul  for  ever  with  the  dear!, 

.Nor  Jofe  thy  children  in  the  grave 

3  My  flcfli  fhal  »hy  firit  call  obey, 
St.alceufFihe  dull,  and  rife  on  high; 
Then  (hait  ihoujead  the  woml'ious  wsy, 
Up  tp  thy  throne  above  the  fky. 


psalm     xvr. 

4  There  dreams  of  endlefs  pleafure  flow  ; 

And  full  difcoveried  of  thy  grace, 

(Which  we  but  tabled  here  below) 

Spread  htav'nly  joys  thro*  all  the  place. 
PSALM    XVI.    i—  8.    Fhft    Parr.    Common  Metre. 

Support  and  Counfelfrom  God,  without  Merit. 
i    O  AVE  me,  O  Lord,  from  ev'ry  foe; 

C3    In  thee  my  truft  I  pace  ; 

Tho*  all  the  good  that  I  can  do 
Can  ne'er  deferve  thy  grace. 

2  Yet  if  my  Gcd  prolong  my  breath. 

The  faints  may  ftill  rejoice  ; 
The  faints,  the  glory  of  the  earth, 
The  people  of  my  choice. 

3  Let  heathens  to  their  idols  hafte, 

Ard  worfhip  wood  or  {lone  j 
But  my  delightful  lot  is  call 
Where  the  true  God  is  known 

4  His  hand  provides  my  conflant  food  ; 

He  i  lis  my  daily  cup  : 
Much  am  1  pleas  d  with  prefent  good, 
But  more  rejoice  in  h  pe. 

5  God  is  my  portion  and  my  joy  ; 

His  counceis  arc  my  light  : 

He  gives  me  tweet  advice  by  day, 

And  gentle  hints  by  night 

6  My  foul  would  all  her  thoughts  approve 

To  his  all  feeing  eye  : 
Nor  death,  nor  hell,  my  hope  {hall  move, 
VV  hile  fuch  a  friend  is  nigh. 
PS  AL  M    XVI.    Second  Part.    Common  Metre. 

The  Death  and  Reiurreclion  of  C  H R.  1  ST. 
I   "   ^1   Set  the  Lord  before  my  face, 
X  "  He  bears  my  courage  up  : 


3a  PSALM       XVir. 

"   My  heart  and  tongue  their  joy  exprefs, 
"    Viy  fltfh  (hell  reft  in  hope. 

2  "  My  fpirit,  Lord,  thou  wilt  not  leave 

4i    Where  fouls  departed  f  re  .• 
u  Nor  quit  my  body  to  the  grave, 
*•  To  ice  corruption  there, 

3  <«  Thou  wilt  reveal  the  path  of  life, 

"  Andraife  me  to  thy  throne  : 
"  Thy  courts  immortal  p'eafures  give, 
•"•  Thy  prefence  joys  unknown." 

4  [Thus  in  the  name  of  Chrift  the  Lord 

The  holy  David  fung, 
And  providence  fulfils  the  word 
Of  his  prophetic  tongue. 

5  Jefus,  whom  every  faint  adores, 

Was  crucifyM  and  flain  : 
Behold  the  tomb  its  prey  reftores, 
Behold  he  lives  again. 

6  When  (hall  my  feet  arife  and  ftand 

On  heaven's  eternd  hills  ? 
There  fits  the  Son  at  God's  right  hand, 
And  there  the  Father  fmiles.  ] 

PSALM    XVII.    Verfe  13,  &c.  Short  Metre. 

Portion  of  Saints  and  Sinners;  or,  Hope  and  Defpair 
in  Death* 

gracious  God, 
le  wicked  flte: 
1  hey  arc  but  thy  chaflifing  rod 
To  drive  thy  faints  to  thee. 

2    Behold  the  finner  dies, 

"His  haughty  words  are  vain: 
Here   in  this  life  his  pleafure  lies, 
And  all  beyond  is  pain. 


I      A    RISE,  my  gr 
jL~\,  And  make  th< 


PSALM.      XVIII,  33 

3  Then  let  his  pride  advance, 
And  boaft  of  fell  his  ftoie: 

The  Lord  is  my  inheritance, 

My  foul  can  vvifh  no  more. 

4  I  mail  behold  the  face 
Of  my  forgiving  God  : 

And  ftand  complete  in  riglitecufnefs, 
WahVd  in  my  Saviour's  blood. 

e  There's  a  new  heav'n  begun 
When    I   awake   from   de^th, 
Dreft   in  the  likenefs  of  thy  Son, 
And  draw  immortal  breath. 

PSALM      XVH.      Long  Metre. 

The  Sinner1!   Portion  and  Sainfs   Hope :    or,    The 

H eaten  of  J: par  ate  Souls,   and  the   Refurrtfiion* 

1  |     ORD.   I  am  thine  :    but  thou  wih  prove 
I    A  My  fa'th.   my  patience  and  my  love  : 

W  hen  men  of  fpire  again  ft  me  join, 
They  are  the  fword,   the  hand  is  thine. 

2  Their  hope  and  portion  lie  below; 
'Tis  all  the  happinefs  they  know, 

'Tis  all  they  feck  ;    they  take  their  fhares  : 
And  leave  the  rett  among  their   heirs. 

3  What  tinners  value,    I  itfign: 

.Lord  'tis  enough  that  thou  art  mine  : 

I  (hall  behold  thy  blif&ful   face, 

And   (land  con  plfte   in  righteoufnefs. 

a   This  life's  a  dream    ;m  empty  (how, 
But  the  bright  world,   to   which   I  go, 
Hath  joys   fubttantial  and    fine ere  : 
When  (hall  I    wake  and   find  me   there  ? 

5  O  gVious  hour !    O  bleft  -bode  ! 
i  fhaL  be  near,   and  with  my  God  : 


Z4  psalm      xvin. 

And  flefh  and   fin  no  more  controul 
The  facred   pleafures  of  the  foul. 
6   My  flcfh  mall  {lumber  in  the  ground, 
Till  the  Lift  trumpet's  joyful  found: 
Then  burii  the  chains  with  fWeet  furprifc 
And  in  my  Saviour's  image  rife. 

PSALM    XVIII.     ver.     i_6,     15—18.  ' 
Firft  p:rr.     Lo.'jg   Merc. 
Deliverance  from  Devoir:  or,  Temptations  ever  com. 
l/HPHKE  will  Hove,  O  Lord,  my  flrength, 
X     My  rock,  my  tow'r,  my  higb> defence i 
Thy  mighty  arm  (hall  be  my  trull, 
For  I  have  found  f.dvation  thence. 

2  Death  ami  the  terrors  of  the  grave, 
Stood  found  me  with  their  dif.ua!  ihade; 
While/floods  of  high  temptations  rofe, 
And  made  my  finking  foul  afraid. 

3  r  faw  the  op'uiog  ^ates  of  hell, 
Withenrilcls  pain  and  furrows  mere: 
Which  noqe  but  they  that  feel  can  tell, 
While  I  was  hurry'd  to  defpairi 

4  In  my  diilrels  I  call*d  my  God, 
When  I  could  fcarce  believe  him  mine  ; 
He  bovv'd  his  ear  to  rny  complaint  : 

And  prov'd  his  faving  grace  divine.  . 

5  [With  fpted  he  flew  to  my  relief, 
As  on  a  cherub's  wing  he  rocJe  ; 
Awful  and  biigl  t,  as  light'ning  (hone 
The  face  of  iny  deiiv'rer,  God.  J 

6  [Temptations  fled  at  his  rebuke, 
The  blaft  of  his  almighty  breath  .• 
He  Tent  falvation  fiom  on  high 

And  drew  be  from  the  dctpsof  death  J 


PSALM        XVIII.  35 

y  Great  were  my  fears,  my  foes  were  great, 
Much  was  my  (irength,  and  more  their  rage  : 
Bat  Chrift,  my  Lord    is  conqueror  (till, 
In  all  the  wars  the  proud  can  wage. 
B  My  foncr  for  ever  fhall  record 
That  terrible,  that  joyful  hour  : 
And  give  the  glory  to  the  Lord, 
Due  to  his  mercy  and  his  pow'r 

PSALM        XVIII. 

Second  Part.    Ver,     20 — 26.     Long  Metre. 

Sincerity  proved  and  rewarded. 

1  T"     CRD,  thou  haft  feen  my  foul  finceie, 

Li    Haft  made  thy  truth  and  love  <  pptar  . 
Before  mine  eyes  i  fet  thy  laws, 
And  thou  haft  own'd  my  righteous  caufc. 

2  Since  I  have  learn'd  thy  holy  ways; 
I've  walk'd  upright  before  thy  face: 

Or  if  my  feet  did  e'er  depart, 

Thy  love  reclaimed  my  wand' ring  heait. 

3  What  fore  temtations  broke  my  reft  ! 
What  wars  and  Staug^lng  in  my  breaft  ! 
But  thro'  thy  grace,  that  reigns  within, 
I  guard  againft  my  darling  fin  : 

4  That  fin  that  clofe  befets  me  ftill, 
That  works  and  ftrives  againft  my  will: 
When  fhall  thy  Spirit's  fov'reign  power 
Deftroy  it,   that  it  rife  no  more  ? 

5  With  rn  impartial  hand,    the  Lo>d 
Dea's  cut  to  mortals  their  reward  : 
The  kind  and  faithful  fouls  fhall  find 
A  God  as  faithful  and  as  kind. 

6  And  men  that  love  revenge  fhall  know, 
God  hath  an  arm  of  veng'ance  too. 


3<5  PSALM        XVIil. 

The  jiift  and  pure,    (hall  ever  fay, 
Thou  art  more  pure    more  juil  than  they. 

PSALM    XVIIL    Third  Part.    Long  Mitre, 
ycr.  30,  3«,  34,  35,  46.  &c. 

1  TUST  are  thy  ways,  anl  true  tny  word, 
J    Great  Rock  of  my  fecure  abode  : 
Who  is  a  God  befide  the  Lord  ? 

Or  where**  a  refuge  like  our  God  ? 

2  '  Vis  he  that  girds  us  with  his  might, 
Gives  me  his  holy  fword  to   wield  : 
And  while  with  fin  and  hell  I  tight, 
Spreads   his  falvation  for  my  fhield. 

3  He  Hves.    and  bleflin^s  crown  hi*  reign, 

The  God  of  my  falvation  lives, 
The  dark,  defigns  of  hell  are  vain  ; 
While  heav'nly  peace  my  father  gives. 

4  Before  the  fcoffers  of  the  age, 

1  will  exalt  my  father's  name, 
Nor  trembie  at  thy  mighty  rage, 

But  meet  reproach  and  bear  the  (hame. 

5  To  David  and  hie  royal  feed 

Thy  grace  forever  fhall  extend  ; 
Thy  love  to  faints,  in  Chrift  their  head, 
Knows  not  a  limit  nor  an  end. 

PSALM  XVIIL   FirftPart.   Common  Metre. 
Viftnrv  and  Triumph  over  Temporal  Enemies, 
1   "T7[ 7"E  l°ve  thee,  Lord,  and  we  adore, 
V  V       Now  is  thine  arm  reveal'd  ; 
Thou  art  our  ftrength,  our  h.'ay'nly  tovrVi 
Our  bu'wark,  and  our  fhield. 

z  We  fly  to  our  eternal  Rock, 
And  find  a  fure  defence  j 


P     3     A     L    M        XVIII.  57 

Kis  holy  name-our  lips  invoke, 
And  draw  falvation  thence. 

3  When  God  our  leader  Alines  in  arms, 

What  mortal  heart  can  bear 

The  thunder  of  his  loud  alarms  ? 

The  light/ning  of  his  fpear  ?. 

4  He  rides  upon  the  winged  wind, 

And  angels  in  array, 
In  millions,  wait  to  know  his  mind, 
And,  fwift  as  flames  obey. 

5  He  fpeaks,  and  at  his  fierce  rebuke 

Whole  armies  are  diimay'd  ; 
His  voice,    his  frown,    his  angry  look, 
Strikes  all  their  courage  dead. 

6  He  forms  our  oen'rals  for  the  Held, 

With  all  their  dreadful  ikfll; 
Gives  them  his  awful  iuord  to  wield, 
And  makes  their  hearts  of  ilcel. 

7  Oft  has  the  Lord  whole  nations  blefs'd, 

For  his  own  church's  fake  : 
The  pow'Ys  that  give  his  people  reft 
Shall  of  his  cire  partake. 

PSALM  XVIII.  Second  Part.  Common  Metre. 

The  Conqueror's  Song* 
I    r  |  x O  thine  almighty  arm  we  owe 
JL       The  triumphs  of  the  day  ; 
Thy  terrors,    Lordf   confound  the  foe, 
And  melt  their  ft  re nth  aw  y. 

Z  'lis  by  thy  aid  our  troops  prevail, 

And  break  united  pow'rg  ; 
■  Or  burn  their  boa 'led  fleets,   or  (cji'q 
The  proudeft  of  r^be-ir  :o',v'ti. 
C 


tf  PSALM       XIX. 

3  How  have  we  chas'd  them  thro'  the  field, 

And  trod  them  to  the  ground, 
While  thy  falvation  was  our  fhield, 
But  they  no  fhelter  found  ! 

4  In  vain  to  idol  faints  they  cry, 

And  perifh  in  their  blood  ; 
Where  is  a  rock  fo  great,   fo  high, 
So  powr'ful,  as  our  God. 

5  The  God  of  Ifrael  ever  lives, 

His  name  he  ever  b'eit ; 
'Tis  his  own  arm  the  victory  gives, 
And  gives  his  people  reft. 

PSALM   XIX.    FirftPart.   Short  Metre. 

The  Book  of  Nature  and  Scripture* 

For  a  Lord  s  Day  Morning. 

1  T>  EHOLD  the  lofty  fky, 
JL)  Declares  its  maker  God, 

And  all  the  fUrry  works  on  high 
Proclaim  his  pow'r  abroad. 

2  The  darknefs  and  the  light 
Stiil  keep  their  courfc  the  fame; 

While  night  to  day  and  day  to  night 
Divinely  teach  his  name. 

3  In  every  diffVent  land 
Their  general  voice  is  known ; 

They  fhew  the  wonders  of  his  hand, 
And  orders  of  his  throne. 

4  Ye  chriftian  lands,  rejoice, 
Here  he  reveals  his  word  ; 

We  are  not  left  to  nature's  voice 
To  bid  us  knew  the  Lord. 

5  His  ftatutes  and  commands 
Are  fet  before  our  eyes, 


PSALM       XIX.  39 

He  puts  his  gofpel  in  our  bands, 
Where  our  falvation  lies. 

6  His  laws  are  juft  and  pure, 
His  truth  without  deceit, 

3is  promifes  forever  fure, 

And  his  rewards  are  great. 

7  [Not  honey  to  the  tafte 
Affords  fo  much  delight, 

Nor  gold  that  has  the  furnace  pafs'd 
So  much  allures  the  fight. 

8  While  of  thy  works  I  fwg, 
Thy  glory  to  proclaim, 

Accept  the  praife   my  God,  my  King, 
la  my  Redeemer's  name. J 

PSALM  XIX.    Second  Part.  Short  Metre. 
God's  word  mojl  Excellent :    or,  Sincerity  and 
IVatchfulnefs. 
For  a  Lord's  Day  Morning. 
i   TJEHOLD  the  morning  fun 
J3  Begins  his  glorious  way  ; 
His  beams  thro'  all  the  nations  run, 
And  life  and  light  convey. 

2  But  where  the  gofpe'  comes 
It  fpreads  diviner  light, ^ 

It  calls  dead  finners  from  their  tombs, 
And  gives  the  blind  their  fight. 

3  How  perfeft  is  thy  word  ! 
And  all  thy  judgments  juft, 

Forever  fure  thy  promife,  Lord, 
And  men  fecurely  truft, 

4  My  gracious  God,  how  plain 
Are  thy  directions  given  ! 

I 


I 


I 


40  PSALM        XIX. 

Oh  ma*y  I  never  read  in  vain,'* 
iiut  find  the  path  to  Qeavcn  ! 
Pause. 

5   I  heard  thy  word  with  love, 
And  I  would  fain  obey  ; 
Send  thy  good  Spirit  from  above 
To  guide  me,  left  I  itray. 

I    6  Oh  who  can  ever  find 

The  errors  of  his  ways  ? 
Yet  with  a  bold  prefumptuous  niind 

I  would  not  dare  tranfgrtfj. 

7  Warn  mc  of  every  (In, 
Forgive  my  fecret  faults, 
And  cleanfe  this  guiity  foul  of  mine, 
Whofe  crimes  exceed  my  thoughts 

S  While  with  my  heart  and  tongue 
I  fpread  thy  praife  abroad  ; 
Accept  the  worfhtp  and  the  fong ; 
My  Saviour  and  my  God. 

PSALM        XIX.     Long  Metre- 

The  Books  of  Naturey   and  Scripture  compared:   or, 

The  Glory  and  Succefs   of  the  Gofpel. 

I    r  *  1  HE  heav'ns  declare  thy  glory.  Lord, 
J_        In  every  ftar,  thy  goodnefs  fhinco  ; 
But  when  our  eyes  behold  thy  word, 
We  read  thy  name  in  fairer  lines. 

3  Therol'ing  fun,  the  changing  light, 
And  nights  and  days  thy  power  confefs  ; 
But  the  bleft  volume  thou  haft  writ, 
Reveals  thy  juitice  and  thy  grace. 

5    Sun,  moon,  and  (tars  convey  thy  praife 
Round  the  whole  earth,  and  never  Hand  ; 


P    S    A    t    M        XIX.  .        &x 

Fo  when  thy  truth  be?an  its  race, 
It  touch'dand  g'ar.c'd  en  every  Lnd. 

,4  Nor  fl  :!:  thv  fprea  1  reft 

(1  y  truth  has  run  ; 
Ti  1  Chrift  has  ail  the  nations  bleu", 
That  fee  the  ifgftt,  or  feel  the  fon. 

5  Great  Sun  <T  Ivigbteoufnefs,  arife, 
Blefs  the  dark  v  or'id  wish  hesv'nly  light  ; 

ly  gofpel  makes  the  iimple  wife, 
I  laws  arc  pure,  tfiy  judgements  right. 

6  Thy  noble  11  v.onders  here  v.e  v; 
In  ibuls  renew'd  and  fins  for,: 
Lord,  cleanfe  n.y  fins,  my  fom  renew. 
And  make  thy  word  my  guide  to  heaven. 
FSALM  XIX*.    To  the  tune  of  the  113th  Pfalm. 

The  Eool  of  nature  and  Scrpiure. 
t    4^i  REAT  Cod,  the  heav'ns  well  order 'd 
VJT    Declares  the  glonei  q  I  c  ; 

There  thy  rich  works  of  wonder  lb 
A  thoufand  Harry  beauties  there 
A  thouland  radiant  marks  appear 

Of  boundlcfs  power,  a,.  :ne. 

Z   From  night  to  day.  from  day  t 
The  dawnir.g  and  il  b*ght, 

Le&uies  of  bca*  nlj  v.liocm  read  ; 
.  b  filent  cl<  icy  raife 

Cur  thoughts  LO  our  Creator's  p. 
And  ocili 

ine  inftroftions  ran 
■:rnies  o!  the  fon, 
ition  knows  their  vo 
The 

. .  urn  Lilt  ch 


4i  PSALM        XIX. 

Rolls  round,  and  makes  the  earth  rejoice. 

4  Where'er  he  fpreads  his  beams  abroad, 
Hefmiles,  and  fpeaks  his  maker  God  : 

All  nature  joins  to  (hew  thy  praife  : 
Thus  God  in  every  creature  mines  ; 
Fair  is  the  book  of  nature's  lines, 

But  fairer  is  the  book  of  grace. 
Pause. 

5  I  love  the  volumes  of  thy  word  ; 
What  light  and  joy  theie  leaves  afford 

To  fouls  benighted  and  diflrelt  / 
Thy  precepts  guide  my  doubtful  way. 
Thy  fear  forbids  my  feet  to  llray, 

Thy  promife  leads  my  heart  to  reft 

6  From  the  difcoveries  of  thy  law 
The  perfect  rules  of  life  I  draw  : 

Thefe  are  my  ftudy  and  delight ; 
Not  honey  fo  invites  the  tafte, 
Nor  gold  that  hath  the  furnace  pad 

Appears  fo  pleating  to  the  fight. 

7  Thy  threat'nings  wake  my  (lumbering  eyes, 
And  warm  me  where  my  danger  lies  j 

But  'tis  thy  belled  gofpel,  Lord, 
That  makes  my  guilty  conference  clean, 
Converts   my  foul,  (ubdues  my  fin, 

And  gives  a  free,  but  large  reward. 

8  Who  knows  the  errors  of  his  tbonghts? 
My  God,  forgive  my  fecret  faults, 

And  from  prtfumtuous  fins  reft  rain  ; 
Accept  my  poor  attempts  of  praife, 
That  I  have  read  thy  book  of  grace 

And  book  of  nature  not  in  vain. 


PSALM       XX.  .     #3 

PSALM       XX.    Lorn?  Metre. 

Prayer   and   Hope  of  ViSory. 
For  a   Day  of  Prayer  in  Time  of  War. 

1  X  T  O  W  may  the  God  of  power  and  grace 
lN     Attend  his  people's  humble  cry  ! 

Jehovah  bears  when  Ureal  pr*v8|    _ 
And  brings  deliv'rance  from  on  high. 

2  The  name  of  Jacob's  God  defends, 
When  bucklers  fail  and  brazen  wails  ; 
He  from  hisfanctuary  fends 
Succour  and  ftrength  when  Sion  ca.ls. 

3  Well  he  remember.*  all  our  fighs, 
His'ove  exceeds  our  belt  deferts  ; 
His  Mve  excepts  the  facriPce 

Of  humble  groans  and  broken  hearts. 

4  In  his  (alvation  is  our  hope, 
And  in  the  name  of  lfrael's  God, 
Our  troops  (hall  lift  their  banners  up, 
Our  navies  fpread  their  flags  abroad. 

5  Some  truft  in  horfes  train'd  for  war, 
And  fome  of  chariots  make  their  boafls  ; 
our  fureft  expe&ations  are 

From  thee,  the  Lord  of  heav'nly  hofls. 

6  [O  may  the  mem'ry  of  thy  name 
Infpire  our  2imies  for  the  tight  ! 

Our  foes  mail  fall  and  die  with  (hame, 
Or  quit  the  field  with  coward  fight.  J 

7  Nowfavens,  Lord,  from  {lav^fh  fear, 
Now  let  our  hopes  be  firm  an,  tlrong, 
Till  thy  falvation  fhali  appear, 

And  joy  and  triumph  raife  the  fong. 





44  P    S    A    L    M        3d 

P    S     A     L    M      XXL     Corrimon  Metre. 
National  BhJJlrigs  ailncwledged. 

I    T  N  thee  great  God,  with  fongs  of  praife, 
JL    Cur  favour'd  realms  rejoice  ; 
And,  Bleft  with  thy  falvatiori,  ralfe 
•^        To  heav'n  their  cheerful  voice. 

z  Thy  fure  defence,  through  nations  round, 
Hath  (jpread  our  riling  naipe, 
And  all  our  feeble  efforts  crown'd 
With  fieedom  and  with  fame. 

3  In  deep  diftrefs  our  injur'd  land 

Implor'd  thy  power  to  fave  ; 
Forhfe  we  pray'd  ;  thy  bounteous  hand 
The  timely  fclefling  gave, 

4  Thy  mighty  arm,  eternal  PowV, 

Oppos'd  their  deadly  aim, 
In  mercy  fwept  them  from  cur  (We, 
And  fpreads  their  fales  with  fiiame'. 

5  On  thee,  in  woe  or  pain, 

Our  hearts  alone  rely  : 
Our  rights  thy  mercy  will  maintain, 
And  all  our  wants  fupply. 

3  Thus,  Lord,  thy  wond 'reus  pow'r  declare, 
(    And  (till  exalt  thy  fame  ; 
While  we  glad  fongs  of  praife  prepare 
For  thine  almighty  name. 
P8ALM  XXI.     Ver.  1,-9.     Long  Metre. 
Chrift  exalted  to  the  kingdom. 

I    T>  AVID  njoicd  in  God  his  ftrcngth, 
.Z^J    Rais'd  to  the  throne  by  fpeci;;l  grace, 
Chrift  the  fon  appears  at  length. 
Fulfils  the  triumph  and  the  praife. 


PSALM        SSil,  45 

s  Ho\r  great  the  bled  meffiah'sjoy 
In  the  falvation  of  thy  hand  - 
Lord,  thou   had  rais'<3  hia  kingdom  I 
And  giv'u  the  world  to  His  command. 
*  Tbygoodnefs  grants  whatever  he  will. 
Nor  cloth  the  leaft  requdt  withhold  ; 
BU  flings  of  iove  prevent  him  ft  ill, 
And  crowns  of  glory,  not  of  gold. 

4  Honour  and  majdty  divine 
Around  his  facred  temp "cs  feint  ; 
Blefs'd  with  the  favour  of  thy  face, 
And  length  of  evrrtefcng  days. 

5  Thine  hand  foall  I<ud  out  all  his  fees  ; 
And  as  a  fiery  even  glows 

With  raging  heat,  and  living  o, 

So  fliall  thy  wrath  devour  their  foul?- 

PSALM XXn.  vtv.  i-i6.F-rftPart.  Common Met re^ 

Tbr  fujfinngs  and  death  of  Cbrifi. 

VV     N6r  Will  a  fmile  afford  ? 

(Thus  David  once  in  snguift)  fpoke, 

And  thus  out  »rd.) 

2  Though  'tis  thy  chief  del  wfi 

Among  thy  praifiag  faints, 
Yet  thou  can'ft  he  roans  as  v 

And  pity  our  complaints. 

3  Oar  fathers  trusted  in  thy  name, 

And  great  deliverance  found  ; 

But  I'm  a  worm  defpis'd  cf  men, 

And  trodden  to  the  ground. 

4  With  {baking  head  they  pafs  me  by 

And  laugh  my  foal  to  fcoiu  ; 
C  3 


4^  P    S    A    L    M        XXI L 

"   In  vain  he  trufls  in  God,  they  cry, 

44  Ntghaed  and  forlorn:' 

5  But  thou  art  he,  who  formed  my  ficfli, 

By  thine  almighty  word    ; 
And  fince  I  hung  upon  the  breaft. 
My  hope  is  in  the  Lord 

6  Why  will  my  father  hide  his  face 

When  foes  ftand  threat'ning  round, 
In  the  dark  hour  of  deep  diftrefs, 
And  not  an  helper  found  1 


A    U    S    E. 


7   Behold  thy  darling  left  among 
The  cruel  and  the  proud, 
By  foes  encompafs'd  fierce  and  ftrong, 
As  lions  roaring  loud. 

S   From  earth  and  hell  my  forrows  meet, 
To  multiply  the  fmart  .' 
They  nail  my  hands,  they  pierce  my  feet, 
And  try  to  vex  my  heart. 

9  Yet  if  thy  fov'ieign  hand   let  loofe 

The  rage  of  earth  and  hell, 
Why  will  my  heavenly  father  bruife 
The  fon  he  loves  fo  well  I 

10  My  God,  ifpoffiblcitbc, 

Withhold  this  bitter  cup  ; 
But  I  refign  my  will  to  thee, 
And  drink  the  forrows  up. 

My  heart  diflolves  with  pangs  unknown, 
In  groans  I  watte  my  breath  : 
Thy  heavy  hand  has  brought  me  down, 
Low  as  the  dull  of  earth. 


PSALM        XXII.  47 

12  Father,  I  give  my  fpirit  up, 

And  truft  it  in  thy  hand  ; 
My  dying  flefh  (hall  reit  in  hope,    v 

And  vife  at  thy  command. 

PSALM    XXII:     ver  20,  21,  27,— 31.   Second  Part* 
Common  Metre. 

1  "XTO  W  from  the  roaring  lion's  ragea 
J%J  m   O   Lord,  protect  thy  fun, 

«  Nor  leave  thy  darling  to  engage 
u  The  powers  of  he.l  alone. 

2  Thu3  did  our  fuffering  Saviour  pray 

With  mighty  cries  and  tears, 
God  heard  him  in  that  dreadful  day, 
And  chas'daway  his  fears." 

3  Great  was  the  victory  of  his  death, 

His  throne  exalted  high  ; 
And  all  the  kindreds  of  the  earth 
Shall  worfhip  or  (hal  die. 

4  A  numerous  afTspring  muft  a  rife 

From  his  expiring  groans  ; 
They  mall  be  reckon'd  in  his  eyea 
For  daughters  and  for  fons. 

5  The  meek  and  humble  fouls  (hall  fee 
•  Kis  table  richly  fpread  ; 

And  a  1  that  feek  the  Lord  (hall  be 
With  joys  immortal  fed. 

6  The  ides  (hall  know  the  right eoufnefs 

Of  our  incarnate  God, 
And  nations  yet  unborn  profefa 
Salvation  in  his  blood. 


P    S    A-  L    M        XXII.     Lohg\Met&4 
'{fl'sfnjfiringi  atid  exaiiaUcn. 
"OW  let  our  mournful  longs  record 
The  dying  forrowiblfoiir  Lord", 
Aviiea  he  complain'd  intttaisand  blood, 
'is  one  forfaken  of  his  God. 

2  The  Jews  behold  him  thus  .forlorn, 

And  ftrske  their  heads  and  laugh  and  fcorii  ; 
"  He  refcued  others  from  the  grave  • 
"    Now  let  him  try  himil'T to  ferve. 

3  "  This  is  the  man  did  once  pretend 

"  God  was  his  father  and  his  friend  ; 

"   If  God  the  bletred  lov:d  him  fo, 

««  Why  doth  he  fail  to  help  him  now." 

4  Oh  lavage  people  !  cruel  priefts  ! 

v  they  Itood  round  like  raging  beaftg; 
Like  lions  gaping  to  devour, 
When  God  had  left  him  in  their  power. 

5  They  wound  his  he.sd,  his  hands,  hi?  feet, 
Till  ftreams  of  blood  each  other  meet  ; 
By  lot  his  garments  they  divide, 

And  mock  the  pangs  in  which  he  died. 

6  But  God  his  father  he3rd  his  cry  ; 
Rais'd  from  the  dead  he   reigns  on  high; 
The  nations  ham  his  rjghteousnefs, 
And  humble  finneis  tails  h.s  grace. 

PSALM    XXIII.    Long  Metre, 
Gcd  our  Shtphtrd* 

3    ^\/TY  ^eP!ierrf  ,s  lnc  l»*»ng  Lord  ; 

J_VJL    Now  (hall  my  wants  be  well  fupp'y'd 
liis  providence  and  hoy  word 
J>ecome  my  fafety  and  my  guide. 


In   paHurcs  where  fa  vation  grows 

fcie  makes  me  feed,   he  makes  me  reft. 

There  living  water  gently  flows, 
And  all  the  food  divinely  Weil. 

My  wand'rinfr  feet  his  wars  mi/take  ; 

But  he  reflores  my  fowl  to  peacd, 
And  leads  me,   for  bis  mercy' t»  fake, 

In  the  fair  paths  of  r;  -is. 

Tho'  I  walk  thro'  the  ;:oc: 

Where  death  and  all  its  terrors  aire, 

My  hea't  and  hop-  (hall  never  fail, 
For  God,   my'fhepherd's  with  me  th 

Amidft  the  davkntfs  and  the  deeps 

Thou  ait  my  comfort,  thou  my  flay  ; 

Thy  Haft  fupports  my  feeble  fte] 
Thy  rod  directs  my  doubtful  way. 

The  fons  of  earth  and  fons  of  Hell 
Gaze  at  thy  goodnefs,   and  repine 

To  fee  my  table  fpread  fo  well 

With  living  bread,   and  cheerfu1  wine. 

[How  I  rejoice,  when  on  my  head 

Thy  fpirit  condtfeends  to  relt  ! 
'Tis  a  divine  anointing  (lied, 

Like  oil  of  gladnefs  at  «  fcaft. 

>   Surely  the  mercies  of  the  l,c;\\ 

Attend  his  hov.fhchi  ail  th:ir  days  ; 
There  will  I  dwell  to  hear  his  word, 
To  feek  his  face,   and  fing  his  pvaife] 

PSALM      XXIII.      Common  Metre, 
"Y  Shepherd  will  fupply  my  need, 
__    Jehovah"  is  his  name  j 
In  paftures  frefh  he  makes  me,  feed, 
Bcfide  the  living  ftream. 


5°  psalm      xxnr. 

2  He  brings  my  wand'ring  fpirit  back 

When  I  forfake  his  ways, 
Ana  leads  me  for  his  mercy's  fake 
In  paths  of  truth  and  grace. 

3  When  I  walk  thro'  the  (hades  of  death, 

Thy  prcfence  is  my  ftay  ; 
One  word  of  thy  fupporting  breath 
Drives  all  my  fears  away. 

4  Thy  hand  in  fi^ht  of  all  my  foes 

Doth  dill  my  table  fpread  } 

My  cup  with  bleffings  overflows, 

Thine  oil  anoints  my  head. 

5  The  fare  provifions  of  my  God 

Attend  me  all  my  days; 
Oh  may  thy  houfe  be  mine  abode, 
And  all  my  work  be  praife  ! 

6  Ther*  would  I  find  a  fettled  reft, 

(Whi1e  others  go  and  come) 
No  more  a  ftranger  or  a  gueft, 
But  like  a  child  at  home. 

PSALM     XXIII.      Short  Mttre, 

1  TPHE  Lord  my  Shepherd  is, 

X     I  fhall  be  well  fupplyM  ; 
Since  he  is  mine,  and  I  am  his, 
What  can  I  want  befide? 

2  He  leads  me  to  the  p'ace, 
Where  heav'nly  pafture  grows, 

Where  living  waters  gently  pafs, 
And  full  falvation  flows. 

3  If  e'er  I  go  aftray, 

He  doth  my  foul  reclaim. 
And  guides  me  in  his  own  right  way, 
For  his  moll  holy  name. 


PSALM        XXIV.  51 

4  While  he  affords  his  aid, 
I  cannot  yield  to  fear  ; 
Tho'  I  (hotild  walk  thro'  death's  dark  (hade, 
My  Shepherd's  with  me  there. 

C,    Amid  furrounding  foes 
Thou  doft  my  table  fpread, 
My  cup  with  b'effings  overflows 
And  joy  exalts  my  head. 

6  The  bounties  of  thy  love 

Sha'l  crown  my  following  days ; 
Nor  from  thy  houfe  will  I  remove, 
Nor  ceafe  to  fpeak  thy  praife. 

¥    S    A    L    M       XXIV.        Common  Metre. 

Dwelling  iv'ilh   GOD. 

THE  earth  forever  is  the  Lord's  • 
With  Adam's  nuui'rous  race  ; 
He  raif'd  its  arches  o'er  the  floods,  * 
And  built  it  on  the  feas. 

2  But  who  among  the  fons  of  men 

May  vifit  thine  abode  ? 
He  that  has  hands  from  mifchief  clean, 
Whofe  heart  is  right  with  God. 

3  This  is  the  man  may  rife  and  take 

The  b'effings  of  his  grace; 
This  is  the  lot  of  thofe  that  feek 
The  God  of  Jacob's  face. 

4  Now  let  our  fouls,  immortal  pow'rs, 

To  meet  the  Lord  prepare, 

Lift  up  their  everla fling  doors, 

The  King  of  glory's  near. 

5  The  King  of  glory  !  who  can  tell 

The  wonders  of  his  might  f 


5^  P    S    A    L    M       X: 

He  rules  the  natiojfc  ;  but  to  dwell 
With  faints  k  his  delight, 
P     9"  A     L'   M       XXIV.       Long  Me're. 
Sx'rn's  dwell  in  Heaven;   or  Ch just's    /jjfnfion. 
i    r"l"~1  HIS   fpacious  earth  is  all  the  Lord  s, 

'X     And  men  arid  worms,  anrl  bealtssnd  birds; 
Mc  rais  d  the  building  on  the  feas, 
And  gave  it  for  their  dwelling  place. 

2  But  there's  a  brighter  world  on  high, 
Thy  prince, "  Lord,   above  the  fky; 
Who  mall  afcend  that  Weft  abode, 
And  dwell  (o  near  his  Maker,   God  ? 

3  He  that  abhors  and  fears  to  fin, 

Whofe  heart  is  pure,  wnofe  hands  are  clean, 
Him  (hall  the  LdrtJ,  the  oaviour  ;. 
And  clothe  hi*  foul  with  righteoufnefe. 

4  Thefe  are  the  men,  the  pious  race. 
That  feek  the  God  of  Jacob's  Lee  ; 

•  Thefe  (hall  enjoy  the  bliisful  fight, 
And  dwell  in  eveflatting  light. 

P    A     U    3     H. 

5  Rtjoicfc  ye  mining  worlds  on  high, 
Behold  the  King  of  glory  nigh  ; 
Who  can  this  King  of  glory  Be '? 
The  mighty  Lord   the  Saviour's  he 

6  Ye  heav'nly  gates  your  /eaves  difp 

To  make  the  Lord,  the  Saviour  way : 

Laden  with  fpoiU  from  earth  and 

The  ConquYor  come;  with  God  to  dwell. 

7  Rai:>'d  from  the  dead  in  awful  Hale, 
He  opens  hc,a/na  eternal  gate, 

To  give  his  faints  a  blett  abode, 
Near  their  Redeemer  and  their  God. 


p   s   a   l   :.:      xxv.  53 

P3ALM    XXV.     1— 11.    FirftPart. 
Waiting  for  Pardon  and  (tirei 

1  f   Lift  my  foul  to  God, 
J    My  truft  is  in  his  name  : 

Let  not  my  foes  that  feck  my  bipod 
Still  triumph  in  my  fa 

2  Sin  and  the  pow*«  of  hell 
Peifuade  me  to  defpair  ; 

Lord,   make  me  know  thy  covnant  well, 
That  I  may  'fcape  the  fnare. 

3  From  gleams  of  dawning  light 
Till  ev'ning  (hades  aril'e, 

For  thy  falvation,   Lord,   I  v. 
With  eve/ longing  eyes. 

4  Remember  all  thy  grace, 
And  lead  me  in  thy  truth  ; 

Forgive  the  fins  of  rrrj 

And  Follies  of  my  youth. 

5  The  Lord  is  juft  2nd  kind, 
The  meek  mall  learn  his  ways, 

And  every  humh'.e  (inner  find 
The  methods  of  his  grace. 

6  For  his  own  goodnefs  fake 
He  faves  my  foul  from  fhame  : 

He  pardons  (tho'  my  guilt  he  great) 
1  hro'  my    Redeemer's   name. 

P  S  A  I.  M    XXV.     12,  74,  ic,  13. 

Second  P9r.r.     Short   Mecre. 

Diitne  InftruBlon* 

VV     That  fears  t'  oftenci  his  C 
That  loves  the  gofptel's  joyful  found, 
And  trembles  at  the  rod? 


54  PSALM       XXV. 

2  The  Lord  fhall  make  htm  know 
The  fecrets  of  his  heart, 

The  wonders  of  his  cov*nant  (how, 
And  a  1  his  love  impart. 

3  The  dealings  of  his  pow'r 
Are  truth  and  mercy  (lill, 

With  fuch  as  keep  his  cov'nant  furc, 
And  love  to  do  his  will. 

4  Their  fou's  fha'l  dwell  at  eafe 
Before  their  Maker's  face, 
Their  feed  (hall  tafle  the  promifeg 
In  there  extenfive  grace. 

PSALM  XXV.    15— 22.  Third  Part.  Short  Metre, 

D'tjlrefs  of  Soul;   or,  Back/tiding  and  Defertion. 

1  TV  /TINE  eyes  and  my  defire 
IV A  Are  ever  to  the  Lord  ; 

I  love  to  plead  his  promif'd  grace, 
And  reft  upon  his  word. 

2  Turn,  turn  thee  to  my  foul, 
Brin^  thy  falvation  near; 

When  will  thy  hand  afllft  my  feet 
To  'fcape  the  deadly  fnare  ? 

3  When  fhall  the  fov'reign  grace 
Of  my  forgiving  God 

Refiore  me  from  thofe  dang'rous  w»y| 
My  wand 'ring  feet  have  trod  ? 
4  The  tumult  of  my  thoughts 
Doth  but  enlarge  my  woe; 
My  fpirit  languifhei,  my  heart 
Is  defolate  and  lot*. 
4   With  ev'ry  morning  'ight 
My  forrow  new  begins  » 


P    S    A    L    M        XXVI.  5: 

Look  on  my  anguifh  and  my  pain, 
And  pardon  all  my  tins. 

Pause. 

6  Behold  the  hofts  of  hell, 
Kow  cruel  is  their  hate  ! 

Againft  my  life  they  rife,  and  join 
Their  fury  with  deceit. 

7  Oh  keep  my  foul  from  death, 
Nor  put  my  hope  to  (harae, 

For  1  have  plac'd  my  only  truft 
In  my  Redeemer's  name. 

8  With  humble  faith  I  wait 
To  fee  thy  face  again  ; 

Of  Kra'l  it  (hall  ne'er  be  faid, 

he  fought  the  Lord  in  vain. 

PSALM      XXVI.      Long  Metre. 
Self- Examination  ;   or,  Evidences  of  Grace. 

1  JUDGE  me,   O  Lord,  and  prove  my  wayi, 
J    And  try  my  reins,  and  try  my  heart ; 

2vjy  faith  upon  thy  promife  ftays, 
Nor  from  thy  law  my  feet  depart. 

2  I  hate  to  walk,  1  hate  to  fit 
With  men  of  vanity  and  lies; 
The  feoffer  and  the  hypocrite 
Are  the  abhorrence  of  mine  eyes. 

3  Amongft  thy  faints  will  I  appear 
Array'd  in  robes  of  innocence  ; 
But  when  I  (rand  before  thy  bar, 
The  blood  of  Chrift  is  my  defence. 

4  I  love  thy  habitation,  Lord, 

The  temple  where  thine  honours  dwell ; 
There  fhall  I  hear  thy  holy  word. 
And  there  thy  works  of  wonder  tell. 


5^  PSA    L    M        XXV1T. 

5    Let  not  my  foul  be  join'd  at  lad 
With  men  of  treachery  and  blood, 
Since  I  my  days  on  earth  have  pa(t 
Anions  the  faints,  and  near  my  God. 

PSALM  XXVII.  ver.  i,  c.  Firft  Part.  Common Merrs' 
The  Church  is  ctir  Delight  and  Safety* 

1  HPHE  Lord  of  glory  is  my  light, 

X      And  my  fa'vation  too  ; 
God  is  my  (trench  ;  nor  will  I  fear 
What  all  my  foes  can  do. 

2  One  previled^e  my  heart  defires 

O  grant  me  mine  abode 
Among  the  Churches  of  thy  faints, 
The  temples  of  my  God  ! 

3  There  fhall  I  offer  my.requefts, 

And  fee  thy  beauty  flill : 
SKafl  hear  thy  meflages  of  love 
And  there  enquire  thy  will.  1 

4  When  troubles  rife,  and  dorms  appear, 

There  may  his  children  hide  ; 
God  has  a  ftrong  pavilion,  where 
He  makes  my  foul  abide. 

5  Now  fhall  my  head  be  lifted  high 

Above  my  foe?  around, 
And  fongs  of  joy  aird  viOory 
Within  thy  temple  found. 

P  S  A  L  M    XX VII.    ver.  3,  9,  tyt  14. 
Second  part.     Common  Mc:rc. 
Prayer  and  1 

OONas  I  heard  my  father  fay, 
Ye  children,  feek  my  grace. 


s^ 


P    S    A    L    M         XXVIII. 
My  heart  reply'd  without  delay, 
«'   I'll  feek  my  Father's  face, 

Let  not  thy  face  be  hid  from  me, 

Nor  frown  my  foul  away  ; 
God  of  my  life,  I  fly  to  thee 

In  a  diilreffing  day, 

Should  friends  and  kindred  near  and  dear 

Leare  me  to  want  or  r!'e, 
My  God  would  make  my  life  his  care, 

And  ail  my  need  fupply. 

My  fainting  flefh  hid  died  with  grief, 

Had  not  my  Icul  believ'd, 
To  fee  thy  grace  provide  relief, 

Nor  was  my  hope  deceived. 

Wait  on  the  Lord,  ye  trembling  faints, 

And  keep  yonr  course  Up  : 
He'll  raife  your  fpirit  when  it  Lints 

And  far  exceed  your  hope. 

P  S  A  L  M      XXVIII.      Long  Metre. 
God  the  Refuge  of  the  /Tr/Lfie  L 

TO  thee,  O  Lord,  1  raife  nay  cries; 
My  fervent  prayer  in  mercy  hear  ; 
For  ruin  waits  my  trembling  foul, 
If  thou  refufe  a  gracious  ear. 

When  fuppliant  toward  thy  holy  hill, 
I  lilt  ray  mournful  hands  to  pray, 
Afford  thy  grace,  nor  drive  me  llill, 
With  impious  hypocrites  away. 

;  To  fons  of  falmood,  that  defpife 
The  works  and  wonders  cf  thy  rei^n, 
Thy  vcng'ance  skives  the  due  reward, 
And  finks  the i r  iuul  to  enulvfo  i  aiu... 


53  PSALM       XXIX. 

4  But,  ever  blefled  be  the  Lord, 
Whofe  mercy  hears  my  mournful  voice, 
My  heart  that  truftcd  in  his  word, 

In  his  falvation  fhall  rejoice. 

5  Let  every  faint,  in  fore  diftrefs, 

Bv  faith  approach  his  Saviour  God  ; 

Then  grant,  O  Lord,  thy  pard'ning  grace, 

And  feed  thy  church  with  heav'nly  food. 

PSALM    XXIX.    Long  Metre. 
Slorm  and  Thunder, 

1  i^^  IVE  to  the  Lord,   ye  fons  of  fame, 
VJ?"  Give  to  the  Lord  renown  and  pow'r, 
Afcribe  due  honors  to  his  name, 

And  his  eternal  might  adore. 

2  The  Lord  proclaims  his  pow'r  aloud 
Thro*  ev'ry  ocean,   ev'ry  land  ; 

His  voice  divides  the  wat'ry  cloud, 

And  lightnings  blaze  at  his  command.. 

3  He  fpeaks,   and  tempeft,  bail  and  wind, 
Lay  the  wide  forelt  bare  around  ; 

The  fearfu   hart  and  flighted  hind, 
Leap  at  the  terror  of  the  found. 

4  To  Lebanon  he  turns  his  voice, 
And  lo,  the  (lately  cedars  break  : 
The  mountains  tremble  at  the    noife 
The  vallies  roar,  the  defarts  quake., 

5  The  Lord  fits  fovVeign  on  the  flood, 
The  thund'rer  reigns  foi  ever  king; 
But  makes  his  church  his  bled  abode, 
W  here  we  his  awful  glories  ling. 

6  In  gentler  language,  there  th*  Lord 
The  council  of  his  grace  imparts: 


PSALM       XXX.  50 

Amidft  the  raging  ftorm,  his  word 
Speaks  peace  and  courage  to  oir  hearts. 
PSALM    XXX.     Firft  Part.     Loor  Metre. 
Sichnejs  healed,  and  Sorrows  removed. 

IvVil!  extol  thee,  Lord,   on  high, 
At  thy  command  di'esfes  fly  : 
Who  hut  a  God  can  fpeak  and  fave 
From  the  datk  borders  of  the  grave  ? 

I  Sing  to  the  Lord,   ye  faints    and  prove 
How  large  his  grace,   how  kind  his  love, 
Let  all  your  pow'rs  rejoice,  and  trace 
The  wond'rous  records  of  his  grace. 

J  His  anger  but  a  moment  Hays ; 
His  love  is  life  and  length  of  days  : 
Tho'  grief  and  tears  the  night  employ, 
The  morning  ftar  redores  the  joy. 

PSALM  XXX.    ver.  6.  Second  Part.    Long  Metre. 
Heahh,  fiekntfsy  and  Recovery. 

I    "TJMRM  was  my  health,  my  day  was  bright, 
X?  And  1  prefumd  'twould  ne'er  be  night  : 
Fondly  I  faid  within  my  heart, 
"  Pleafure  and  peace  (hall  ne'er  depart." 

I  But  1  forgot  thine  arm  was  ftrong. 
Which  made  my  mountain  Hand  fo  long  : 
Soon  as  thy  face  began  to  hide, 
My  health  was  gone,  my  comforts  died' 

I  cried  aloud  to  thee  my  God  : 

f*   What  canft  thou  pro':t  by  my  blood! 

"  Deep  in  the  duft  I  can  declare 

"  Thy  truth,  or  fing  thy  goodnefs  there  ? 

f.  c<   Hear  me,  O  God  of  grace,  I  faid, 
"  And  bring  me  from  among  the  dead." 


6d  PSA     L    M        XXXI. 

fiy  word  rebuk'd  the  pains  I  feit. 
Thy  pard'ning  love  rtmov'd  my  guilt, 
c    Mv  groans,  and  tears,  and  forms  of  woe, 
re  turn'd  to  joy  and  praifes  now  : 
row  my  fackcloth  on  the  ground, 
.  cafe  and  gladnefa  gird  me  round. 

0   My  tor.gue,  the  glory  of  my  frame, 
Shall  ne'er  be  fileot  of  thy  nai 
Thy  praife  (had  found  tbr&ligh  earth  and  heav'n, 
For  ficknefs  heai'd,  and  iins  iorgiv'u. 
PSALM  XXXI.    ver.  5,  13—19,  22,  23-    Fad  Par 
Common  Metre. 
Deliverance  from  Death* 

.1    r~T^  O  thee,  O  God  of  truth  end'  love 
3_      My  fpir.'t  I  commit  : 
Thou  haft  redeemM  my  foul  from  death, 
And  fav'd  me  from  the  pit. 

2  Defpair  and  comfort,  bop-  and  fear, 

Maintained  a  doubtful  ftrife  : 
While  iorrow,  pain  and  fin  confpir'J 
To  take  away  my  life. 

3  <c   My  time  is  in  my  hand  ,"  I  cry*d, 

"  Though  I  draw  near   the  dull:* 

Thou  art  the  refuge  where  I  hid 
The  God  in  whom  I  truft. 

4  Ch  make  thy  reconciled  face 

Upon  thy  fcrvant  (liine, 
And  fave  me  for  thy  mercy's  fake, 
For  I'm  entirely  thine 
P 


r  a  u  s 


'Twas  in  my  hade,  my  fpirii  faid, 
"  I  muft  defpair  and  d 


P    S    A    L    M        XXXI-  Ct 

"  I  am  cut  off  before  thine  eyes  ;" 

But  thou  haft  heard  my  cry. 
Thy  goodnefs  how  divinely  free  ! 

How  fweet  thy  fmi  Ing  face, 
To  thofe  that  fear  thy  majefty, 

And  truftthy  promis'd  grace. 
Oh  love  the  Lord  all  ye  his  faints, 

And  fing  his  praifes  loud  ; 
He'll  bend  his  ear  to  your  complaints, 
And  recompence  the  proud. 
PSALM    XXXI.     ;— 33,  u— 2r. 

Second  Part.     Common  Metre. 
Deliverance  from  Slander  and  Reproach. 
1    ~j\/I"  ^  heart  rejoices  in  thy  name, 
XV JL     My  God,   my  heav'nly  truft  ; 
Thou  haft  preferv'd  my  face  from  mame, 
Mine  honour  from  the  duft. 

11  My  life  is  fpcnl  with  grief,   I  cry'd, 

11  My  years  confum'd  in  groans, 
"  My  ftrength  decays,  mine  eyes  are  dry'd, 

"  And  forrow  wades  my  bones." 
I  Among  mine  enemies  my  name 

A  proverb  vi  e  was  grown, 
While  to  my  neighbours  I  became 

Forgotten  and  unknown. 
Slander  and  fear  on  evVy  fide, 

Seiz'd  and  befet  me  round,  3 

I  to  thy  throne  of  grace  apply'd, 
And  fpeedy  refcue  found. 

P    A     U     S     Er 

How  great  deliv'rance  thou  haft  wrought 
Before  the  fons  of  men  ! 
D 


6z  PSALM        XXXII. 

T  be  lying  lips  to  filence  brought, 
And  made  their  boafting  vain  ! 

6  Thy  children  from  the  ftrife  of  tongues 

Shall  thy  pavilion  hide, 
Guard  them  from  infamy  and  wrongs, 
And  crufh  the  fons  of  pride. 

7  Within  thy  facred  prefence,  Lord, 

Let  me  for  ever  dwell  ; 
No  fenced  city,  wall'd  and  barr'd, 
Secures  a  faint  fo  well. 
PSALM      XXXII.    Short  Metre. 

Forgivenefs  of  Sins  upon  CorifJJion, 

1  /^H  bkffed  fouls  are  they 
Y_-^  Whole  IiHsare  cover'd  o'er  \ 

Divinely  blell,  to  whom  the  Lord 
Imputes  their  guilt  no  more. 

2  They  mourn  their  follies  paft, 
And  keep  their  hearts  with  care  ; 

Their  lips  and  lives  without  deceit, 
Shall  prove  their  faith  lincete. 

3  While  I  conceal'd  my  guilt, 
I  felt  the  feft'ring  wound, 

Till  I  confefs'd  my  fins  to  thee, 
And  ready  pardon  found. 

4  Let  finners  learn  to  pray,  < 

Let  faints  keep  near  the  throne  ; 
Our  help  in  times  of  deep  diftrefs 
Is  found  in  God  alone. 
PSALM      XXXII.       Common  Me! re. 
Free  pardon  anifincer*  Obedience  :  Dr,  Confejion  am 
Forg'rvsnefs 

HOW  blefs'd  the  man  to  whom  his  God 
No  more  imputes  his  fin, 


psalm      xxxrr.  6s 

Butwafh'd  in  the  Redeemer's  blood, 
Hath  made  his  garments  clean  ! 

2    And  bleft  beyond  expreffion  he 

Whofe  doubts  are  thus  difcharg'd  : 
While  from  the  aruiitv  bondage  free, 
He  feels  his  foul  enlarg'd. 

5   His  fpirit  hates  deceit  and  lies, 
His  words  are  all   fincere  : 
He  guards  his  heart,  he  guards  his  eyes, 
To  keep  his  confcience  clear. 

4  While  I  my  Inward  guilt  fuppreft, 

No  quiet  could  I  rind  .* 
Thy  wrath  lay  burning  in  my  breaft 
And  rack'd  my  tortur'd  mind. 

5  Then  I  confefs'd  my  troubled  thoughts, 

My  fecret  fins  reveal'd. 
Thy  pard'ning  grace  forgave  my  faults. 
Thy  grace  my  pardon  feal'd, 

6  This  fha'l  invite  thy  faints  to  pray  : 

When  like  a  '"aging  flood 
Temptations  rife,  our  ftrength  and  Hay 
Is  a  forgiving  God. 

PSALM     XXXII     Firft  Part.     Long  Metre. 
Repentance  cndjrse  pardon;    or,   Jufijlcatkn   and 
Satiftificatlon. 

LESS'D  i*9  the  man,  forever  blefs'd, 
Whofe  guilt  is  pardon'd  by  his  God, 
Whofe  Sins  with  forrow  are  ronfefs'd, 
And  cover'd  with  his  Saviour's  blood. 
2    Before  his  judgment  feat  the  Lord 
No  more  permits  his  crimes  to  rife  : 


6*  psalm      xxxrir. 

He  pleads  no  merit  of  reward, 

And  not  on  works,  but  grace,  relies. 

3  Erom  guile  h;s  heart  and  lips  are  free, 

His  humble  joy,  his  holy  fear, 
With  deep  repentance  well  agree, 
Any  join  to  prove  his  faith  fincere. 

4  How  glorious  is  that  righteoufnefs 

That  hides  and  cancels  all  his  fins  ? 
While  a  bright  evidence  of  grace 

Through  all  his  life  appears  and  fhines. 

FSAL  M    XXXII.    Second  Part.    Lon*  Metre, 
A  guilty  Confcience  eafed  by  ConfeJJion  and  Pardon. 

1  "TXTHTLE  I  keep  filencc  and  conceal 

V  V  My  heavy  guilt  within  my  heart-, 
"What  torments  doth  my  confek nee  feel ! 
What  agonies  of  inward  faun  ! 

2  I  fpread  my  fins  before  the  Lord, 
And  all  my  fecret  faults  confefs  ; 
Thy  gofpel  fpeaks  a  pard'ning  word, 
Thine  Holy  lpirit  feals  the  grace. 

3  For  this  fhall  every  humble  foul 
Make  fwift  adbreffes  to  thy  feat : 
When  floods  of  huge  temptations  roll, 
There  (hail  they  find  a  blelt  retreat. 

4  How  fafe  beneath  thy  wings  I  lie, 

When  days  grow  dark,  and  ilorms  rppear  ! 
And  when  I  walk,   thy  watchful  eye 
Sha  1  guide  me  fafe  from  ev'ry  fnarc. 

PSALM   XXXIII.    Fi.  ft  Part.    Common  Metre. 
Works  of  Cteallon  and  Providence. 
I    T)   EJOICE.   ye  righteous,  in  the  Lord» 
jf\.    This  wo:k  belongs  to  you  : 


PSALM        XXXIII.  6> 

Sing"  of  his  name,  his  ways,  his  word, 
How  holy,  juft  and  true  ! 

2  His  mercy  and  his  righteoufnefs 

Let  heaven  and  earth  proclaim  ; 
His  works  of  nature  and  of  grace 
Reveal  his  wond'rous  name. 

3  His  word  with  energy  divine, 

Thofe  heav'nly  arches  fpread, 

Bade  ftarry  hofts  around  them  mine, 

And  light  the  heav'ns  pervade. 

4  He  ta-ight  the  fwelling  waves  to  flow 

To  their  appointed  deep  : 
Bade  raging  feas  their  limits  know, 
And  Hill  their  ftation  keep. 

5  Ye  tenants  of  the  fpacious  earth. 

With  fear  before  him  Hand  ; 
He  fpake,   and  nature  took  its  birth, 
And  refts  on  his  command. 

6  He  fcorns  the  angry  nations'  rage, 

And  breaks  their  vain  defigns  ; 
His  counfel  (lands  thro'  ev'ry  age, 
And  in  full  glory  fhines. 

PSALM    XXXIIL     Second  Part.    Common  Metre* 
Creatures  vain,  and  God  all  fujjtctent 

1  TlLESS'D  is  the  nation,  where  the  Lord 
JL3    Hath  fix'd  his  gracious  throne  : 
Where  he  reveals  his  heav'nly  word, 

And  calls  their  tribes  his  own, 

2  His  eye,  with  ininitefurvey, 

Does  the  whole  world  behol 
He  form'd  us  all  of  equal  clay, 
And  knows  our  feeble  mould* 
D  z 


66  PSALM        XYXIII. 

3  Kings  arc  not  refcu'd  by   the  force 

Of  armies  from  the  grave  : 
Nor  fpeed  nor  courage  of  an  horfe 
Can  Ills  bpld  rider  f^vc. 

4  Vain  is  the  itrength  of  beads  or  men, 

Nor   fpringsour  fafety  thence  ; 
But  holy  fouls  from  God  obtain 
A  itrcng  and  fure   defence. 

5  God  is  their  fear,  and  God  their  trufl, 

When  plagues  or  famine  fpread, 
His  watchful    eyes  fecures  thejuit, 
Among  ten  thoufand  dead. 

6  Lord  let  onr  hearts  in  thee  rejoice, 

And  blcfs  us   from  thy  throne  ; 
For  we  have  made  thy  word  our  choice, 
And  trult  thy  grace  alone. 

PSALM     XXXIII.     As   the   113   Pfalm.    Fir  ft  part  , 
Works  of  Creation  and  Providence, 

1  "VTE  holy  fous,  in   God  rejoice, 

JL        Your  Maker's  praife  becomes  your  voice, 

Great  is  your  theme,  your  fongs   be   new  ; 
Sing  of  his  name,    his  word,  his  ways, 
His  woiks  of  nature,  and   of  grace, 
How  wife  and   holy,  juft  and  true  ! 

2  Behold,   to  earth's  remoted  ends, 

His  goodnefs  flows,  his  truth    extends; 

His  power  the  heav'nly  arches  fpread  ; 
Fis  word,    with  energy  divine, 
Bade  (tarry  hofts  around  him  fhine, 

And  light  ths  circling  htav'ns  pervade. 
5  His  hand  collccls  the  flowing  feas  ; 
Thofe  wat'ry  treafures  know    their    place, 
And  (ill  the  ftore-houfe  of  the  deep  ; 


PSALM        XXXIII.  67 

He  fpake  and  gave    all  nature  birth  ; 
And  fires  and  Teas,    and  hcav'n  and  earth, 
His  everlaiUng  orders  ketp. 

4  Let  mortals   tremhle  and  adore 
A  God  of  fuch  rtlilileis  pow'r, 

Nor  dare  indu  ge  their  feeble  rage  : 
Vain  are  your  thoughts,   and  weak    your  hands, 
]3uthis  eternal  counfel  Hands, 

And  rules  the  world  from  age  to  age. 

PSALM    XXXIII.     As  the  113    Pfalm    Second  part' 

Creatures  rain,  an  J  GOD  All  [ujji.'unt. 
\    /^VH  happy  nation,  where  the  Lord 
\J    Reveals  the  treafure  of  his  word, 

And   builds  his  curch,    his   earthly  throne  ! 
Kis  eyes  the  heathen  world  furveys 
He  form'd  their    hearts    he   knows  their    ways, 
But  God  their  Maker  is  unknown. 

2  Let  Kings  rely  upon   their   heft, 

And  of  his  (trength  the  champion  boaft  ; 

In  vain   they  boaft,  in  vain  rely; 
In  vain  we  truft  the  brutal  force. 
Or  ipced  or  courage  of  an  horfe, 

To  guard  his  rider,  or  to  fly. 

3  The  arm  of  our  almighty   Lord, 
Doth  more  fecure  defence  afford, 

When  deaths   or    dangers  threat'ning   fiand  : 
Thy    watchful  eye    preferves  the  juft, 
Who  make    thy  name  their  fear  and   truft, 
When  wars  or  famine  walle  the   land. 

4  In  ficknefs  or  the  bloody  field, 
Our  great  Phyficians  and  our  (hield, 

Shah  fend    falvation  from  h'      Vone  ; 
We  wait  to  fee  thy  gcodnefs  fi     1 ; 


P  S  A  L  M      XXXIV.  67 

Let  us  rejoice   in  help  divine, 
For  all  our  hope  is  God  alone, 
PSALM      XXXIV.        F.rft    part.        L0113    Metre- 
GQD's   Care  of ' ihe  Saints  ;  or  Delicveren<ehy  prayer 

1  T     ORD,    I   will  biefs  the  all  my  days, 

JLv   Thy  praife  mall  dwell  upon  my    tongue  : 
IV' y  foul  mail  glory  in  thy  grace, 
While  faints  rejoice  to  hear  the  fong. 

2  Come  magnify  the  Lord  with  me, 
Let  every  heart  exalt  his  name  ; 

1  fought  th'  eternal  God,  and  he 
Haa  not  expofed  my  hope  to  mame. 

3  I  told  him    all  my  fecret    grief, 

My  fecret  groaning  reach'd  his  ears; 
He  gave  my  inward  pains  relief. 
And  ca.m'd  the  tumult  of  my  fears. 

4  To  him  the  poor  lift  up  their   eyes, 
With  heav'niy  joy  their  faces  mine, 
A  beam  of  mercy  from  the  Ikies 
ViiU  them  with  light  and  love  divine. 

5  His  holy  angels  pitch  their  tents 
Aronnd  the  men  that  ferve  the  Lord  ; 
Oh  fear  and  love  him  all  his  faints, 
Tafte  of  his  grace  and  truft  his  word. 

6  The  wild  young  lions  pinch'd   with    pain, 
And   hunger,   roar  thro*    all  the  woods  ; 
But  none  fhall  feek  the  Lord   in  vain, 
Nor  wast  fupplies  of  real   good. 

PSALM    XXXIV.      ver.     11,-22.        Seco  ;d    Part 
Long  Me 're. 
ReVtg'iout education  ;  or,  Injlrufiionj  of  Piety. 

1    &~^*  H,LDREN>  in  years  and  knowledge  young, 
V>  Your  parents'  hope,  ycur  parents'  joy, 


P    S     A    L    M        XXXIV.  6<p 

Attend  the  counfels  of  my  tongue 

a  m  J  O  9 

Let  pious  thoughts  your  minds  employ. 
If  you  defire  a  length  of  days, 

And  peace,  t©  crown  your  mortal  ftate, 
Reft  rain  your  feet  from  impious  ways, 

Your  lips  from  /lander  and  deceit. 

The  eyes  of  God  regard  his  faints, 

His  ears  are  open  to  their  cries; 
He  fets  his  frowning  face  againft 

The  fons  of  violence  and  lies. 

To  humble  fouls  and  broken  hearts 

God  with  his  grace  h  ever  nigh  ; 
Pardon  and  hope  his  love  imparts, 

When  men  in  deep  contrition  lie. 

He  tells  their  tears,  he  counts  their  groans, 
His  Son  redeems  their  fouls  from  death, 

His  fpirit  heals  their  broken  bones, 

Hit  praife  employs  their  tuneful  breath. 

PSALM  XXXIV.  v.  i,  io.  Firft  Fart  Common  lVfetre. 

Prayer  and  praife  for  Eminent  Deliverance. 

Y  'LL  blefs  the   Lord  from  day   to  day  ; 
fi.  How  good  are  all  his  ways  ! 
Ye  tumble  fouls  that  us'd  to  pray 

Come,  help  my  lips  to  praife. 
Sing  to  the  honor  of  his  name, 

How  a  poor  fuff'rer  cry'd 
Nor  was  his  hope  cxpos'd  to  fhame, 

Nor  was  his  fuit  deny'd. 

3   When  threat'ning  forrows  rouud  me  Hood, 
And  end  efs  fears  aroie, 
Like  the  loud  billows  of  a  flood, 
Redoubling  ah  my  woea  : 


7°  PSALM        XXXIV. 

4.   I  told  the  Lord  my  fore  diftrtfs, 
With  heavy  groans  and  tejrs  ; 
He  gave  my  (harpett  torment*  cafe, 
And  Gknc'd  all  my  fears. 

Pause. 

[5  O  finnersj  come  and  tafte  his  love, 
Come,  learn  his  pleafant  ways, 
And  let  your  own  experience  prove 
The  fweetnefs  of  his  grace. 

6  He  bids  his  angels  pitch  their  tents 
Round  where  his  children  dwell  : 
What  ills  their  heav'nly  care  prevents 
No  earthly  tongue  can  tell  3 

£7   O  love  the  Lord,  ye  faints  of  his  ; 
His  eye  regards  the  jutt  ! 
Hov:  richly  blefs'd  their  portion  is 
Who  make  the  Lord  their  truli  I 

8   Young  lion%  pinch'd  with  hunger,  roar, 
And  famifh  in  the  wood  : 
Eut    God  fupplies  his  holy  poor 
With  ev'ry  nscdfal  good.  J 

PSALM     XXXIV.      11—22.     Second  Part. 

Common  Metre. 

Exhortation  to  Pence  and    Holinefs, 

1  Z^OME,  children,  learn  to   fear  the  Lord, 
\_>      And  that  your  days  be  long, 

Let  not  a  f'alfe  or  fpiteful  word 
Be  found  upon   your  tongue. 

2  Depart   from  mifchicf  practice  love, 

Furfue  the  woiks  of  peace; 
So  iha  1  the  Lord  your  ways  approve, 
Aod  Itt  your  foul  at  eaic. 


P    S    A     L     M        XXXV.  7"i 

Mis  eyes  awake  to  guard  the  ju(i, 

His  ears  attend  their  cry  y 
When  broken  fpirits    dweli  in   duft, 

The  God  of  grace  is  nigh^ 

What  tbo*   the  forrows  here  they  tafte 

Are  fhsrp   and   tedious  too. 
The  Lord    who  faves    them    all  at  laft, 

Is  their  fupporter  now. 

Evil  {hall  fmite  the   wicked  dead  ; 
But  God  fecures  his  own, 
Prevents  the  mifchief  when  they  Aide, 
Or  heals  the  broken  bone. 

When  defolation  like  a  flood 

O'er  the  proud  finner  rolls, 
Saints  find  a  refuge  in  their  God, 

For  he  redeem'd  their  fouls. 
PSALM    XXXV,      Ver.     12.     13.     14. 

Love  to  Enemies  or    the  love  of  Christ  tojinr.fr s 
typified  in  David. 

EHOLD  the  love  the  gen'rous  love, 
That  holy   David  (hows  ; 
Behold  his  kind  compaffion  move 
For  his   afflicted  foes  i 

When  they  are  fick  his  foul  complains, 

And  feems  to  feel    the    fmart  ; 
The  fpirit  of  the   gofpel   reigns, 

And  melts   his  pious  heart. 

How  did  his  flowing  tears  condole 

As  for  a  brother  dead  ? 
And  fading  mortined  his  foul 

While  for  their  life  he  pray'd* 

They  groan'd  and  curs'd  him  on  their  bed, 
Yet  ft £11  he  pleads  and  mourns  i 


72  P    S    A    L    M        XXXVI. 

And  double  bettings  on  his  head 
The  righteous   God    returns. 

5  O  glorious  type  ofheav'nly  grace! 

Thus  Chrilt  the  Lord  appears  ; 
While  finners  curfe  the  Saviour  prays, 
And  pities  them  with  tears. 

6  He,  the  true  David    Ifrael's  king, 

Blefs'd  and  belov'd  of  God, 
To  fave  us  rebels  dead  in  fin 
Pay'd  bis  own  deareft  blood, 
PSALM    XXXVI.    Ver.    5,_9.    Long      Metre- 
The  Perfections  an  I  providence  of  God ;    or,  General 
providence  and  fpecial grace . 

1  TJPGH  in  the  heav'ns  eternal  God. 
JL  JL  I'hy  goodnefs  in  full  glory  mine*  : 
Thy  truth   (hall  break  through  ev'ry  cloud 

That  veils  and  darkens  thy  defigns. 

2  For  ever  firm  thy  juftice  ftands, 

As  mountains  their  foundations  keep 
Wife  are  the  wonders  of  thy  hands, 
Thy  judgments  are  a  mighty  deep. 

3  Thy  Providence  is  kind  and  large, 

Both  man  and  bead  thy  bounty  fliare 
The  whole  creation  is  thy  charge, 
But  faints  are  thy  peculiar  care. 

4  My  God  ?  how  excellent  thy  grace  ; 

VVhence  all  our  hope  and  comfort  fprings ; 
The  fons  of  adam  in  diftrefs 

Fly  to  the  fhadow  of  thy  wings 

5  From  the  provifions  of  thy  houfe 

We  mail  be  fed  with  fweet  repaft, 
There  mercy,  like  a  river,  flows, 
And  brings  falavtion  to  our  tafte. 


P    S    A    L    M        XXXVI. 
€  Life,  like  a  fountain,  rich  and  free, 

Springs  from  the  prefence  of  my  Lord  ; 
And  in  thy  light  our  fouls  {hall  fee 
The  glories  promis'd  in  thy  word. 

PSALM  XXXVI.  Ver.  i,  2,  5,  6,  7, 9.  Common  Metre 

PraBical  Athtijm  expofed  :  or.  Th:  Being  and  Alt ri 
luies  of  God  averted. 

1  TA7"H*T'E  men  J?rovv  boId  in  W|C^  W37?» 

V  V      And  yet   a   God  they  own, 
My  heart  within  me  often  fays. 

"  Their  thoughts  believe  there's  none.*' 

2  Their  thoughts  and  ways  at  once  declare, 

(  Whate'er  their  lips  profefs) 
God  hath  no  wrath  for  them  to  fear, 
Nor  will  they  feek  his  grace. 

3  What  ftrange  felf  flattery  blinds  their  eyes? 

But  there's  a  haft'ning  hour 
When  they  mail  fee,   with  fore  furprife, 
The  terrors  of  thy  pow'r. 

4  Thy  juftice  fhall  maintain  its  throne, 

Though  mountains  melt  away  ; 
Thy  judgments  are  a  world  unknown, 
A  deep  unfathom'd  fea. 

5  Above  thefe  heav'ns'  created  rounds 

Thy  mercies,   Lord,  extend  ; 
Thy  truth  outlives  the  narrow  bounds 
Where  time  and  nature  encj. 

6  Safety  to  man  thy  goodnefs  brings, 

Nor  overlooks  the  bead  ; 
Beneath  the  fhadow  of  thy  wings 
Thy  children  chufc  to  red. 
E 


74  PSALM       XXXVI. 

[7   From  thee,  when  creature- ftreams  run  low, 
And  mortal  comforts  die, 
Perpetual  fprings  of  life  (hall  flow, 
And  raife  our  pleafures  high. 

$  Though  all  created  light  decay, 
And  death  clofe  up  our  eyes, 
Thy  prefence  makes  eternal  day, 
Where  ciouds  can  never  rife. 3 

PSALM    XXXVI.    Ver.  1—7.    Short  Metre, 
The  Wuhcdnefs  of  Man,  and  the  Maje/ly  of  God:  01 

Pradical  Athe'ifm  cvpofcd 
l   "TXT HEN  man  grows  bold  in  fin, 
VV      My  heart  within  me  cries, 
*'  He  hath  no  faith  of  God  within, 
**  Nor  fear  before  his  eyes." 

[2  He  walks  a  while  concealed 
In  a  felf-flattering  dream, 
Till  his  dark  crimes,  at  once  reveal'd, 
Expofe  his  hateful  name.] 

3  His  heart  is  falfe  and  foul, 

His  words  are  imooth  and  fair; 
Wifdom  is  baniftVd  from  his  foul, 
And  leaves  no  goodnefs  there. 

4  He  plots  upon  his  bed 

New  mifchiefs  to  fulfil  ; 
He  fets  his  heart,  and  hand,  and  head, 
To  praclife  all  that's  ill. 

5  But  there's  a  dreadful  God, 

Though  men  renounce  his  fear  ; 
His  juftice  hid  behind  the  cloud 
Snail  one  great  day  appear. 

6  His  truth  tranfeends  the  fky, 

In  htav'n  his  mercies  dwell ; 


PSALM        XXXVII.  $$ 

Deep  as  the  fea  his  judgments  ly, 
His  anger  burns  to  hell. 

J  How  excellent  his  love, 

Whence  alt  our  fafety  fprings  ! 
O  never  let  my.,  foul  remove 
From  underneath  his  wings  ! 

PSALM      XXXVIL      Ver.    i,    i;. 
Firft  Part.  Common  Metre. 

The  Cure  of  Envy,   Fretfulncfs%  and  Unbelief :    or, 
The  Rewards  of  the  Righteous  and  the  IVicked. 

WHY  mould  I  vex  my  foul  and  fret 
To  fee  the  wickrd  rife  ? 
Or  envy  finners  waxing  great 
By  violence  and  lies  ? 

As  flow'ry  grafs,  cut  down  at  noon, 

Before  the  evening  fades, 
So  (hall  their  giories  vaniih  foon 

In  everlafting  fiiades. 

Then  let  me  make  the  Lord  my  truft, 

And  practife  all  that's  good  ; 
So  (hall  I  dwell  among  the juft, 

And  he'll  provide  me  foo;\ 

to  my  God  my  ways  commit, 
And  chearful  wait  his  will : 
Thy  hand  which  guide?  my  doubtful  feet, 
Shall  my  dcfires  fulfil. 

Mine  innocence  (halt  thou  difplay, 
And  make  thy  judgments  known, 

Fair  as  the  light  of  dawning  day, 
And  glorious  as  the  noon. 

The  meek  at  laft  the  earth  poffds, 
And  are  the  heirs  of  heav  n  ; 


76  PSALM       XXXVI L     . 

True  riches,  with  abundant  peace 
To  humble  fouls  are  giv'n. 

Pause. 

7  Red  in  the  Lord,  and  keep  his  way, 

Nor  let  your  anger  rife, 
Though  providence  mould  long  dcl?y 
To  punifh  haughty  vice. 

8  Let  finnersjoin  to  break  your  peace, 

And  p'ot,  and  rage,  and  foam  ; 
The  Lord  derides  them,  for  he  fees 

Their  day  of  veng'ance  come. 
n  They  have  drawn  out  the  threat'nnig  fword, 

Have  bent  the  murd'rous  bow, 
To  flay  the  men  that  fear  the  Lord, 

And  bring  the  righteous  low. 
iO  My  God  mail  break  their  bows,  and  burn 

Their  perfecuting  darts, 
Shall  their  own  fwords  againft  them  turn  ; 

And  pierce  their  (tubborn  hearts. 

PSALM  XXXVII.  Ver.  16,21,  26,-31.  Second  Pa 
Common  Metre. 

Charity  to  the  Poor  :  or,  Religion  in  words  and  decc 
j    XTTTHY  do  the  wealthy  wicked  boaft, 
VV     And  grow  profanely  bold  ? 
The  meaneft  portion  of  the  jull 
Excels  the  iinner's  gold. 

2  The  wicked  borrows  of  his  friends, 

But  ne'er  de'figns  to  pay. 
The  faint  is  merciful,  and  lends. 
Nor  turns  the  poor  away. 

3  His  alms,  with  lib'ral  heart,  he  gives 

Among  ft  the  fons  of  need  ; 


PSALM      xxxvi  r.  77 

His  mem'ry  to  long  ages  lives, 
And  blefied  is  his  feed. 

Kis  lips  abhor  to  talk  profane, 

To  flander  cr  defraud  ; 
Hisxready  tongue  declares  to  men 

What  he  has  learn'd  of  God. 
The  law  and  gofpel  of  the  Lord 

Deep  in  his  heart  abide; 
Led  by  the  fpirit  and  the  word 

His  feet  fhall  never  Hide. 

When  finncrs  fall,   the  righteous  Hand 

Prefcrv'd  from  ev'ry  fnare; 
They  fhall  poflefs  the  promiYd  land, 

And  dwell  for  ever  there. 

PSALM     XXXVII.    ver.     25-37.    Third  Part. 

The  IV ay  and  End  of  the  Righteous  and  the  wicked. 

MY  God,  the  fleps  of  pious  men 
Are  order'd  by  thy  will  .• 
Tho'  they  mould  fall,  they  rife  again, 

Thy  hand  fupports  them  ftiil. 
The  Lord  delights  to  fee  their  ways. 

Their  viitue  he  approves  : 
He'll  ne'er  deprive  them  of  his  grace, 

Nor  leave  the  men  he  loves. 
The  heav'nly  heritage  is  theirs, 

Their  portion  and  their  home  ; 
He  feafts  them  new,  and  makes  them  heirs, 

Of  biefiings  long  to  come. 
Wait  on  the  Lord,  ye  fons  of  men, 

Nor  fear  when  tyrants  frown  ; 
Ye  fhall  confefs  their  pride  vva?  vain, 

When  juftice  calls  them  down, 


7s  P   S   A   L   m      xxxvnr. 

5  The  haughty  firmer  have 'I  feen 

Not  fearing  man  nor  Gofl, 
Like  a  tall  bay  tree  fair  and  ^reen, 
Spreading  his  arms  abroad. 

6  Audio,  he  vanilh'd  ftom  the  ground, 

DellioyM  bylnuda  unfeen  ; 
Nor  root  nor  branch,  nor  leaf  was  fou  id 
Where  all  that  pride  had  been. 

7  But  mark  the  man  of  righteoufnefs, 

Mis  feveral  Iteps  attend  ; 
True  pleafurfi  runs  thro*  all  his  ways, 
And  peaceful  is  his  end. 

PSALM,   XXXVIII,      Common  Metre. 

Gui'it  of  Co* fc tenet  and  Relief;   or    krf entente  am 

Prayer  fer  Pardon  on  J  Ilia'tb, 

1  \    MIDST  thy  wrath  remember  love 
j[\      Rcftore  thy  fervant,   Lord 

Nor  let  a. Father's  cbaft'ning  piov ■: 
Like  an  avenger's  iword. 

2  Thine  »rrows  ftick  within  my  heart | 

My  flefh  is  forcly  prefs'd  ; 
Between  the  forrow  ami  the  I'mart 
My  fpirit  find*  no  reft. 

3  My  tiiis  a  heavy  load  appear, 

And  o'er  my  head  r.re  g< 
I  heavy  they  for  me  to.  bear, 
Top  hard  for  ma  t'  atone. 

4  My  thought*  aie  tike  a  troubled  fca 

That  finks  my  comforts  down  ; 
And  I  go  mourning  all  the  d:iy 
eatb  my  Father's  fiown. 


PSALM        XXXIX.  79 

;   Lord  I  am  weaken'd  and  difmay'd, 
None  of  my  pow'rs  are  whole  ; 
My  wounds  with  piercing  anguifh  bleed, 
The  anguifh  of  my  foul. 

All  my  defires  to  thee  are  known, 

Thine  eye  counts  every  tear, 
And  ev'ry  Ggh  and  ev'ry  groan 
Is  notic'd  by  thine  ear. 

Thou  art  my  God,  my  only  hope  j 

My  God  wili  hear  my  cry, 
My  God  will  hear  my  fpirit  up 

When  Satan  bids  me  die. 

!  My  foes  rejoice  whene'er  I  Aide, 
To  fee  my  virtue  fail  ; 
They  raife  their  .pleafure  and  their  pride, 
Whene'er  their  wiles  prevail. 

i  But  I'll  confefs  my  guilty  ways, 
And  grieve  for  all  my  fin  •, 
I'll  mourn  how  weak  the  feeds  of  grace, 
And  beg  fupport  divine. 

0  My  God,  forgive  my  follies  paft, 
And  be  forever  nigh  ; 
O  Lord  of  my  falvation  hade  ; 
Before  thy  fervant  die. 

PSALM    XXXIX.    Ver.  i,  2,  3.    Fir  ft  Part. 
Common  Metre. 
jfatcbfulne/j  over  the  Tongue:  or,  Prudence  and  Zeal* 

THUS   I  rtfoVd  before  the  Lord, 
•'  Now  will  I  watch  my  tougue, 
4<  Left  1  let.  flip  one  finful  word, 
*'■  Or  do  my  neighbour  wrong, 

Whene'er  conftrain'd  a  while  to  flay 
With  men  of  lives  profane, 


So  PSALM        XXXlX. 

I'll  fet  a  double  guard  that  day, 
Nor  let  my  talk  be  vain. 

3  I'll  fcarce  allow  my  lips  to  fpeak 

The  pious  thoughts  I  feel, 
Left  fcoffers  mould  th'  occafion  take 
To  mock  my  holy  zeal. 

4  Yet  if  fome  proper  hour  appear, 

I'll  not  be  over-aw'd, 
But  let  the  fcoffing  finners  hear 
That  we  can  fpeak  for  God. 

PSALM    XXXIX.    Ver.  4,  5,  6,  7.    Second  Part. 
The  van's  ty  of  Man  as  mortal. 

f  r'|  *EACH  me  the  meafure  of  my  day*, 
1_     Thou  maker  of  my  frame  ; 
I  would  furvey  life's  narrow  fpace, 
And  learn  how  frail  I  am. 

2  A  fpan  is  all  that  we  can  boafl, 

An  inch  or  two  of  time  ; 
Man  is  but  vanity  and  duft 
in  all  his  flower  and  prime. 

3  See  the  vain  race  of  mortals  move 

Like  fhadows  o'er  the  plain  ; 
They  rage  and  ftrive,  defire  and  love, 
But  all  their  noife  is  vain. 

4  Some  walk  in  honour's  gaudy  (how, 

Some  dig  for  golden  ore* 
They  toil  for  heirs,   they  know  not  who, 
And  Itrait  are  feen  no  more. 

5  What  fhould  I  wifli  or  wait  for  then, 

From  creatures,  earth  and  duft  r 
Tbey  mr.ke  our  expectations  vaia, 
Aud  difkppoint  our  trull. 


PSALM        XXXIX.  Si 

6  Now  I  forbid  my  carnal  hope 
My  fond  defires  recall  ; 
I  give  my  mortal  intereft  up, 
And  make  my  God  my  all. 

PSALM    XXXIX.    ver.    9,    13.    Third    Part. 

Common  ..Metre. 
Sick-led  devotion  ;  or,  Pleading  without  repining. 

1  /""I  OD  of  my  life,  look  gently  down, 
V_T    Behold  the  pains  I  feel ; 

But  I  am  dumb  before  thy  throne, 
Nor  dare  defpute  thy  will* 

2  Difeafes,  are  thy  fervants,  Lord, 

They  come  at  thy  command  ; 
I'll  not  attempt  a  murm'ring  word 
Againlt  thy  chaining  hand. 

3  Yet  I  may  plead  with  humble  crie?, 

Remove  thy  (harp  rebukes  : 
My  ftrength  confumes,  my  fpirit  dies, 
Through  thy  repeated  ftrokes. 

4  Crufh'd  as  a  moth  beneath  thy  hand, 

We  moulder  to  the  duft  : 
Our  feeble  pow'rs  can  ne'er  withftand, 
And  all  our  beauty's  loft. 

5  I'm  but  a  (hanger  here  below, 

As  all  my  fathers  were  ; 
May  1  be  well  prepar'd  to  go. 
When  I  thy  lummonshear  ! 

6  But  if  my  life  be  fpar'd  a  while 

Before  my  lad  remove, 
Thy  praife  (hail  be  my  bua'nefs  Hill, 
And  I'll  declare  thy  love. 
£3 


82  P    S    A    L    til       XL. 

PSALM    XL.    ver.     i,  2,  J,  5,17.    Firft    Tart.  • 
Common    Metre. 
A  fong  of  deliverance  from  great  ttilrefs. 

1  T  WAITED  patient  for  the  Lord, 
|_  He  bow'd  to  hear  my  cry  ; 

He  faw  me  refting  on  his  word,  '  * 

And  brought  falvation  nigh, 

2  He  rais'd  me  from  a  horrid  pit, 

Where  mourning  long  I  lay, 
And  from  my  bonds  releas'd  my  feet, 
Deep  bonds  of  miry  clay. 

3  Firm  on  a  rock  he  made  me  ftand, 

And  taught  my  chearful  tongue 
To  pra  ife  the  wonders  of  his  hand, 
In  a  new  thankful  fong. 

4  I'll  fpread  his  works  of  grace  abroad  ; 

The  fdints  with  joy  (hall  hear, 
And  iinners  learn  to  make  my  God 
Their  only  hope  and  fear. 

5  How  many  are  thy  thoughts  of  love  ; 

Thy  mercies,  Lord,  how  great  ! 
We  have  not  words  nor  hours  enough 
Their  numbers  to  repeat. 

6  When  I'm  afHi&edtpoor  and  low, 

And  light  and  peace  depart, 
My  God  beholds  my  heavy  woe,  m 
And  bears  me  on  his  heart. 

PSALM  XL.  ver.  6,o.  Second  Part.  Common  Metre. 

The  Incarnation  and  Sacrifice  of  Chrift. 

1    ry-iHUS  faith  the  Lord,  "  Your  work  is  vain/ 

*«  Give  your  burnt  offerings  o'er, 


P    S    A    L    M       XL, 

"  In  dying  goats  and  bullocks  flam 
«5   My  foul  delights  no  mere. 

2  Then  fpake  the  Saviour,  "  Lo>  I'm  here: 

■«    My  God,  to  do  thy  will ; 
"  Wbate'er  thy  iacred  books  declare 
*«  Thy  fervant  (hall  fulfil. 

3  Jl   Thy  law*  is  ever  in  my  fight, 

*«  1  keep  it  near  my  heart  : 
4i  Mine  eyes  are  open'd  with  delight 
««  To  what  thy  lips  impart." 

4  And  fee  the  bleft  Redeemer  comes, 
-     Th' eternal  Son*  appears, 

And  at  th'  appointed  time  aflumes 
The  tody  God  prepares. 

5  Much  he  reveaVd  his  Father's  grace, 

And  much  his  truth  he  (hew'd, 
And  preach'd  the  way  o£  righteoufnefa 
Where  great  affernblies  flood. 

6  His  Father's  honour  touch'd  his  heart, 

He  pity'd  fj finer s  cries, 
And  to  fulfil  a  Saviour's  part 
Was  made  a  facriT.ce. 


if    A    U    S    2. 

7  No  blood  of  ba?£s  on  alters  (hed 

Could  warn  the  conference  clean, 
But  the  rich  facrince  he  paid 
Atones  for  all  our  hn. 

8  Then  was  the  great  fjlvatiofl  fpread, 

And  Satan's  kingdom  (hook  ; 
Thus  by  the  woman's promis'd  feed 
The  Serpent's  head  was  b:oke. 


c4  PSALM        XL. 

T  S  A  I  M    XL.    5—10.    Long  Metre. 

Christ  our  Sacrifice. 

I    r-jpi  HE  wonders,  Lord,  thy  love  has  wrought, 
X     Exceed  our  praife,  furmount  our  thought  ; 

Should  I  attempt  the  long  detail, 

My  fpeech  would  faint,   my  numbers  fail. 
3   No  blood  of  beafls  on  altars  fpilt, 

Can  eleanfe  the  fouls  of  men  from  guilt  5 

But  thou  haft  fet  before  our  eyes 

An  all  fufficient  facrifice. 

3    Lo  thine  eternal  Son  appears, 
To  thy  defigns  he  bows  his  ears  i 
AiTumes  a  body  well  prepar'd, 
And  well  performs  a  work  fo  hard. 

Behold  I  corns  (the  Saviour  cries, 

With  love  and  duty  in  his  eyes,) 
"  I  come  to  bear  the  heavy  load 
"  Of  fins',  and  do  thy  will,  my  God. 

'Tis  written  in  thy  great  decree, 
'Ti-s  in  thy  book  foretold  of  me, 
I  mu ft  fulfil  the  Saviours's  part. 
Aud  lo  !   thy  law  is  in  my  heart. 

I'll  magnify  thy  holy  law, 
And  rebels,  to  obedience  draw, 
When  on  my  crofs  Pm  lifted  high, 
'*  Or  to  my  crown  above  the  fky, 

"  The  fpirit  fhall  dtfeend  and  (how 
What  thou  haft  done  and  what  I  do  ; 
The  wond'ring  world  fhall  learn  thy  grace, 
And  all  creation  tune  thy  praife.'' 


?    S    A    L    M        XLII.  §5 

PSALM  XLI.     Ver.    i,  2,  3.    Long  Metre. 
Charity  to  the  poor  ;  or,  Pity  to  the  affiitJed. 

1  T)  LESS'D  is  the  man  whofe  breait  can  move, 
JU?  And  melt  with  pity  to  the  poor, 

Whofe  foul,  by  fympathizing  love, 
Feels  what  his  fellow- faints  endure. 

2  His  heart  contrives  for  their  relief 

More  good  than  his  own  hands  can  do  ; 
He,  in  the  time  of  gen'ral  grief, 

Shall  find  the  Lord  has  mercy  too. 

3  His  foul  mall  live  fecure  on  earth, 

With  fecret  blrfiingson  his  head, 
When  drought,  and  pcftilcnce,  and  dearth, 
Around  him  multiply  their  dead. 

4  Or  if  he  languifh  on  his  couch, 

God  will  pronounce  his  fms  forgiv'n, 
Will  fave  him  with  a  healing  touch, 
Or  take  his  willing  foul  to  heav'n. 
PSALM      XLII.     1—9   FirftPart. 
Dcfertion  and  Hope  ;    or    Complaint  of  Ahfenct  from 
Public  Worfiip. 

1  TT7ITH  earned  longings  of  the  mind, 

*  *        My  God,  to  thee  I  look  \ 
So  pants  the  hunted  hart  to  find, 
And  tafte  the  cooling  brook. 

2  When  fliall  I  fee  thy  courts  of  grace, 

And  meet  my  God  again  ? 
So  long  an  abfence  from  thy  face 
My  heart  endures  with  pain. 

3  Temptations  vex  my   weary  foul, 

And  tears  are  my  repaft  ; 
The  foe  infults  without  controu!, 
"  And  wherc's  your  God  at  lad  T1 


86  PSALM  XL1I. 

4  'Tis  with  a  mourn  fu'   plea  Cure   now 

I  think  on  ancient  days, 
Then  to   thy    houfe  did  numbers  go, 
And  all  our  work  was  praife. 

5  But  why,  my  foul,    fink  down  fo  far 

Beneath  this  heavy    load? 

My  fpirit  whyinduge    defpair, 

And  fin  agaiuft  rny  God  r 

6  Hope  in  the  Lord,   whofe  mighty   hand 

Can  all  thy  woes  remove  ; 
For  I  fnall  yet  before  him  (land, 
And   fing  reltoring   love. 

PSALM        XLU.       6— .II.    Second   Part. 
Melancholy  thoughts  reprov'd ;  or,  Hope  in  /Iffl-Mion. 

1  1^/F^  "P<r*t'fi|1^8  Within  tbtj  Lord, 

-LVJL    But  I  will  call  thy  name   to  mind, 
And  times  of  pail  diftrefs  record, 
When  I  have  found  my  God  was  kind. 

2  Huge  troubles  with   tumultous  noife 
Swell  like  a  fea  and  round   me  fpread  , 
The  riling  waves  drown  all   my  joys, 
And  roll  tremend'ous  o'er  my  head. 

j   Yet  will  the  Lord  command  his  love, 
When   1  addrefs  his  throne  by  day, 
Nor  in    the  night  his  grace   remove  .* 
The  night  (hall  hear  me  ling  and  pray. 

4  I'll  caft  myfelf  before  his  felt, 

And  fay    "  my  God,  my  heav'nly  rock, 

"   Why  doth   thy  love   fo  lo.ig  forget 

"  The  foul  that  groans  beneath  thy  ftroke 

5  111  chide  my  heart  that   finks    fo  low. 
Why   fliould  my  foul  indulge   her  grief; 


PSALM         XLIII.  87 

Mope  in  the  Lord  and  praife   him  too ; 
He  is  my  reft  my  fure  relief. 

>  My  God,  my  mod  exceeding  joy, 
Thy  light  and  truth  (hall  guide  me  (till, 
Thy  woid  mail  my  be  ft  thoughts  employ, 
And  lead  me  to  thine  heav'nly  hill 
PSALM      XLIII.        Common  Metre. 
Safety  in  Divine  'Trottdion. 

1    TUDGE   me,  O   God,    and  plead  my  caufe, 
J|       A  gain  ft  a  finful  race  ; 
From  vile  oppreffion  and  deceit 
Secure  me  by  thy   grace 

z  On  thee  my  fledfaft  hope   depends, 
And  am  I  left  to  mourn? 
To  fink  in  forrows,  and  in    vain, 
Implore  thy   kind  return  ? 

3  Oh  fend  thy  light   to  guide  my  feet, 

And  bid  thy  truth  appear, 
Conduct  me  to  thy  holy   hill, 
To  tafte  thy  mercies  there. 

4  Then  to  thy  altar,  oh   my  God, 

My  joyful  feet  ftiall  rife 
And  my  triumphant  longs  fhall  praife, 
The   God  that  rules  the  Ikies. 

5  Sink  net,  my   foul,  beneath  thy  fear, 

Nor  yield  to   wc?k   defpair  , 
For   I  fhall  live  to  praife  the   Lord, 

And  blefs  his  guardian   care. 
PSALM      XLIV.    Ver.  1,  2,  3,  8,  tz,  %6. 
The  Church's   Complaint  in  Perftcution. 
I    T     ORD   we    have    heard   thy   works  of  o!4, 
X^  Thy  works  of  po'w'r  and  grace, 


88  PSALM       XLIV. 

When  to  our  ears  our  fathers  told, 
The  wonders  of  their  days. 

2  They  favv  thy  beaut'ous  churches  rife, 

The  fpreading  gofpel  run  ; 
While  light  and  glory  from  the  fkies 
Thro'  all  their  temples  fhone. 

3  In   God  they  boafted  all  the  day, 

And  in  a  cheerful  throng 
Did  thoufands  meet  to  praife  and  pray, 
And  grace  was  all  their  fong. 

4  But  now  our  fouls   are  feiz'd  with  fhame, 

Confufion  fills  onr    face, 
To  hear  the  enemy  blafpheme, 
And  fools  reproach  thy  grace. 

5  Yet  have  we  not  forgot  our  God, 

Nor  falfely  dealt  with  heav'n, 
Nor  have  our  fleps  declin'd  the  road 
Of  duty  thou  halt  given. 

6  Tho*  dragons  all  around  us  roar 

With  their  diftrudh've   breath, 
And  thine  own  hand  has  bruis'd   us  fore, 
Hard  by  the  gates  of  death. 

Pause. 

7  We  are  ezpos'd  all  day  to  die, 

As  martyrs  for    thy  name; 
As  fheep  for  /laughter  bound  we  lie, 
And  wait  the  kindling  flame, 

8  Awake,   arife,  Almighty     Lord, 

Why  fleeps    thy  wonted    grace?* 
Why  mould  we  feem  like  men  abhor'd, 
Or  baniwVd  from  thy  face  ? 

9  Wilt  thou  for  ever  cafi:  us  off, 

And  Hill  neglect  our   cries? 


PSALM        XLV.  So 

For  ever  hide  thine   heav'nly  love 
From  our  aiHifted   eyes  I 

10  Down  to  the  daft  our  foul  is  bow'J, 

And  dies  upon  the  ground  ; 
Rife  for  our   help,   rebuke  the  proud, 
And  all  their  pow'rs  confound. 

11  Redeem  us  from  perpetual    fhame, 

Our  Saviour  and  our  God  ; 
We  plead   the    honours  of  thy  name, 
The  merits  of  thy  blood. 
p     S    A    L    M     XLV.        Short  Metre. 

The   Glory  of  Christ.   The  fuccefs    of  the  Go/pel* 
and  the    Gentile  Church. 

I    T\/TY  Saviour  and   my  King, 
iVJ.    Thy  beauties    are  divine; 
Thy   lips  with  bleflings  overflow, 
And  ev'ry  grace  is  thine. 

2  Now  make  thy  glory   known, 
Gird  on  thy  dreadful  fword, 

And  rife  in  majefty  to  fprcad 

The  conquers  of  thy  word. 

3  Strike  thro'   thy    ftubborii   foes, 
Or  make  their   bearts  obey, 

Whilft  juftice,   meeknefs     jrace  and  truth 
Attend    thy  glorious  way. 

4  Thy  laws,     O   'Jou,  are  right, 
Thy  throne  fhal!  ever  (land  ; 

And  thy  vi&orious  gofpel  prove 
A  fcepter  in  thy  hand, 

5  [Thy  Father  and  thy  God 
Hath  without  meafure  fhed 

Kb  Spirit  like  a  grateful  oil 

T'  anoint  thy  facrcd  head]. 


9o  P  S  A  L  M    XLV. 

6  [Behold,  at  thy  right  hand 
The  Gentile  church  is  feen, 

A  beaut'ous  bride  in  rich  attire, 

And  princes  guard  the  Queen.] 

7  Fair  bride,  receive  bis  love, 
%         Forget  thy  father's  houfe, 
Forfake  thy  gods,   thy  idol- gods, 

And  p^y  the  Lord  thy  vows* 

8  Oh  let  thy  God  and   King 
Thy  fweeteft  thoughts  employ; 

Thy  children  fhall  his  honoi   ling 
And  tafte  the  hcav'nly  joy. 

PSALM     XLV.-    Common  Metre 

The  Per/ona!  Ghriet  and  Government  ol  Christ, 

i    T'LL  fpeak  the  honours  of  toy  Kingi 
X    His  form  divinely  fair; 
None  of  the  funs  of  mortal  race 
May  with  the  Lord  compare, 

2  Sweet  is  thy  fpeech  and  heav'nly  grace 

Upon  thy  lips  is  Hied  ; 
Thy  God  with  blefiings  infinite 
Hath  crewn'd  thy  facied  head. 

3  Gird  en  thy  fword,  victorious  prince, 

Rule  with   mr.jeilic  fway  ; 
Thy  terror  (hall  lit  ike  thro'  thy  foes, 
And  make  the  world  obey. 

3  Thy  throne,  O  God,  forever  (lands, 
Thy  word  of  grace  (hall  prove 
A  peaceful  fcepter  in  thy  hands, 
To  rule  thy  faints  by  love. 

5   Jufticc  and  truth  attend  thee  Hill, 
But  mercy  is  thy  choice  : 


PSALM        XLV.        .  cji 

*  /_nd  God,  thy  God,  thy  foul   (hall  fill 
With  mod  peculiar  jop. 

PSALM    XLV,     Firft  Part.    Long  Metre. 
T£<?  G/or>'  0/  Christ,  #«</  /£<?  Power  of  bis  Go/pel, 

1  "ktovv  ^e  my  ^eart  »pfpV^  to  f|ng 

X^J     The  glories  of  my  Saviour  King, 
Jefusthe  Lord  :  how  heav'nly  fair 
Jriis  form  !  how  bright  his  beauties  are  ! 

2  O'erall  the  fons  of  human  race 
Ke  mines  with  far  fuperior  prace, 
Love  from  his  lips  divinely  flows, 
And  blefiings  all  his  ftate  ccmpofe. 

3  Drcfs  thee  in  armf,  moft  mighty  Lord. 
Gird  on  the  terror  of  thy  fword, 

In  majefty  and  glory  ride 

With  truth  and  mecknefs  at  thy  fide. 

4  Thine  anger  like  a  pointed  dart, 

Shall  pierce  the  foes  of  ftubborn  heait ; 
Or  words  of  mercy  kind  and  fweet 
Shall  melt  the  rebels  at  thy  feet. 

5  Thy  throne,  O  God,  for  ever  ftands, 
Grace  is  thefcepter  in  thy  hands; 
Thy  laws  and  works  arc  jitft  and  right, 
But  grace  aud  juitice  thy  delight. 

6  God,  thine  own  God,  has  richy  (lied 
His  oil  of  gladnefs  on  thy  head  ; 

And  with  his  facred  Spirit  bit  11 
His  lirlt. born  Son  above  the  relt, 
PSALM  XLV.      Second    Part.    Long  Metre. 
Christ  and  his  Church;  or,  the  Myflhal  Marriage. 
I    rr^HE  King  of  faints  how  fair  his  face; 
J.     Adorn'd  with  majcily  and  grace  I 


92  PSALM       XLVI. 

He  comes  with  blefiings  from  above, 
And  wins  the  nations  to  his  love. 

2  At  his  right-hand  our  eyes  behold 
The  queen  array'd  in  purelt  gold  ; 
The  world  admires  her  heav'nly  drefs ; 
Her  robes  of  joy  and  righteoufnefs. 

3  He  forms  her  beauties  like  his  own, 
He  calls  and  feats  her  near  his  throne; 
Fair  ftranger,  Jet  thine  heart  forget 
The  idols  of  thy  native  (late. 

4  So  (hall  the  King  the  more  rejoice 
In  thee  the  favorite  of  his  choice  ; 
Let  him  be  lov'd  and  yet  ador'd, 
For  he's  thy  Maker  and  thy  Lord. 

5  Oh  happy  hour,  when  thou  (halt  rife 
To  his  fair  palace  in  the  fkies, 

And  all  thy  fons  (a  num'rous  train) 
Each  like  a  prince  in  glory  reign. 

6  Let  endlefs  honours  crown  his  head ; 
Let  ev'ry  age  his  praifes  fpread  ; 
While  we  with  chearful  fongs  approve 
The  condefcenfion  of  his  love. 

PSALM    XLVI.  FirftPart  Long  Metre 

The  Church's  Safety  and  Triumph  among  National 
Defolations. 

1  f~^  OD  is  the  refuge  of  his  faints, 
VJT  When  ftorms  of  (harp  diftrefs  invade  ; 
Ere  we  can  offer  our  complaints, 

Behold  him  prefent  with  his  aid. 

2  Let  mountains  from  their  feats  be  hurl'd 
Down  to  the  deep,  and  buried  there. 


PSALM        XLVI.  93 

Convulfions  (hake  the  folid  world, 
Our  faith  fhall  never  yield  to  fear. 

3  Loud   may  the  troubled  ocean  roar, 
In  facred  peace  our  fouls  abide. 
"While  ev'ry   nation,  ev'ry  fhore 
Trembles  and   dreads  the  fwelliug  tide. 

4  There  is  a  ftream  whole  gentle   flow 
Supplies  the  city  of  our   God! 
Life,  love  and  joy   ftill  gliding  thro' 
And   wat'ring  our  divine  abode. 

5  That  facred  ftre?m  thine  holy  word. 
Supports  our  faith,  our  fear  controuls, 
Sweet  peace  thy  promifes  afford, 

And  give  new  ftrength  to  fainting  fouls. 

6  Sion  enjoys  her  monarch's   love, 
Secure   againlt  a  threatening  hour: 
Nor  can  her  firm  foundation  move, 

Built  on  his  truth,  and  arm'd  with   pow'r. 

PSALM    XLVI.    Second  part.     Long    Metre. 
Godjights  for  his   Church, 

1  "        ET  Zion  in  her  king  rejoice, 

JL-J  Though  tyrants  rage,  and  kingdoms  rife  ; 
He  utters  his  almighty  voice, 

The  nations  melt,  the  tumu't  dies. 

2  The  Lord  of  old  for  Jacob  fought, 

And  Jacob's  God  is  ftill  our  aid  j 
Behold  the  workshis  hand  has  wrought, 
What  defolations  he  has  made. 

3  From  feato  fea,  through  all  the  mores 

He  makes  the  noife  of  battle  ceafe  ; 
When  from  on  high  his  thunder  roars, 
He  awes  the  trembling  world  to  peace. 


94  P    S    A    L    M        XLVIT. 

4  He  breaks  the  bow,  he  cuts  the  fpear, 

Chariots  he  bums  whh  heav'nly  flame . 
Let  earth  in  filent  wonder  hear 
The  found  and  glory  of  his  name. 

5  «   Be  ftill,  and  learn  that  I  am  God, 

"  I  reign  exalted  o'er  the  lands, 
"  I  will  be  known  aud  fear'd  abroad,, 
•*   But  dill  my  throne  in  Zion  Hands." 

6  O  Lord  of  hods,  almighty  king, 

While  we  fo  near  thy  prefence  dwell, 
Our  faith  mail  fit  fecure,  and  fing, 
Nor  fear  the  raging  pow'rs  of  hell. 

PSALM    XLVII.    Common  Metre, 
Chr'tjls  Amending   and  Reigning* 

1  g~\V{  for  a  (bout  of  facred  joy 
Vj'To  God  the  fov'reign  king  ! 
Let  ev'ry  land  thoir  tongues  employ, 

And  hymnsof  triumph  fmg. 

2  Jefua  our  God  afcends  on  high, 

His  heav'nly  guards  around 
Attend  him,  rifing  through  the  fky, 
With  trumpet's  joyful  found. 

3  While  angels  (hout  and  praife  their  king, 

Let  mortals  learn  their  ftrains  : 
Let  all  the  earth  his  honours  ling  : 
O'er  all  the  earth  he  reigns. 

4  Rehearfe  his  praife  with  awe  profound,- 

Let  knowledge  guide  the  fong  ; 
Nor  mock  him  with  a  folemn  found 
Upon  a  thoughtlefs  tongue. 

5  In  Ifraei  ftood  his  ancient  throne, 

He  lov'd  that  chofen  race  ; 


?    S    A    L    M        XLVIII.  gs 

Bat  now  he  cads  the  world  his  own, 
And  heathens  tade  his  grace. 

6  The  Gentile  nations  are  the  Lord's, 
There  Abraham's  God  is  known; 
While  pow'rs  and  princes,  fhields  and  fvvords 
Submit  before  his  throne. 

PSALM  XLVIII.  ver.  i,— 8.  Firft  Part.  Short  Metre. 
The  Church  is  thJ  honour  and  Safety  of  a  A  alien. 

1  /~1  RLAT  is  the  Lord  our  God, 
VJT   And  let  his  praife  be  great  ; 
He  makes  his  churches  his  abode, 

His  moft  delightful  feat* 

2  Thefe  temp'es  of  his  grace, 

How  beautiful  they  Hand  ! 

The  honors  of  our  native  place, 

And  bulwarks  of  cur  land. 3 

3  In  Zion  God  is  known 

A  refuge  in  diftrefs  ; 
*  How  bright  has  his  fa  vation  (hone, 
How  fair  his  heav'idy  grace  ! 

4  When  kings  againft  her join'd, 

And  faw  the  Lord  was  there, 
In  wild  confufion  of  the  mind 
They  fled  with  hafty  fear. 

5  When  navies  tall  and  proud 

Attempt  to  fpoil  our  peace, 

He  fends  his  temped  roaring  loud 

And  finks  them  in  the  feas. 

6  Oft  have  our  fathers  told, 
Our  eyes  have  often  feen, 

How  well  our  God  fecures  the  fold 
Where  his  own  flocks  have  been. 


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PSALM        XLVIII 


7   In  ev'ry  new  diflrefs 

We'll  to  his  houfe  repair, 
Recal  to  mind  his  vvond'rous  grace, 
And  feek  deliv'rance  there. 

PSALM    XLVIII.     Ver.     10-14.      Second     Part. 
Short  Me;:e. 

The  beauty  of  the  church  ;  or,  G  ofp  el  w  orfl:ip  and  order. 

1  T?ARa8thy  name  is  known  , 
Jj    Tbe  world  declares  thy  praife  ; 
Thy  faints,  O  Lord,  before  thy  throne 

Their  fongs  of  honour  raife. 

2  With  joy  thy  people  ftand 

Cn  Z!on's  chofen  hill, 
Proclaim  the  wonders  of  thy  hand. 
And  counfels  of  thy  will. 

3  Let  ft  rangers  walk  around 

The  city  where  we  dwell, 
Compafsand  view  thine  holy  ground 
And  mark  the  building  well. 

4  The  orders  of  thy  houfe, 

The  worfhip  of  thy  court, 
Thechearhil  fongs,  thefoleran  vows 
And  make  a  fair  report. 

5  How  decent  and  how  wife  / 

How  glorious  to  behold  1 
Beyond  the  pomp  that  charms  the  eyea, 
And  rites  adorn'd  with  gold.    , 

6  The  God  we  worfhip  now 

Will  guide  us  tiii;we  die  ; 
Wili  be  our  God  while  here  below, 
And  ours  above  the  Iky. 


PSALM        XLTX.  c// 

PSALM   XLIX.    Ver.    6,t    34.      Firft    Part. 
Common    Mvt.e. 

Pride  and  Death  ;  or,  The  Faulty  of  Life  and  Riches. 
1   "TTSTyTHV  doth  the  man  of  riches  grow 
V  1      To  infolence  and  pride. 
To  fee  his  Wea'th  and  honors  flow 
With  ev'ry  rifing  tide. 

£2   Why  doth  he  treat  the  poor  with  fcorn, 
Made  of  the  felf- fame  day, 
And  boafi:  as  though  hisfiefh  v/ere  born 
Of  better  duft  than  they  ? 

3  Not  all  his  treafures  can  procure 

His  foul  a  fhort  reprieve, 
Redeem  from  death  one  guilty  hour, 
Or  make  his  brother  live. 

4  Eternal  life  can  ne'er  be  fold, 

The  ranfom  is  too  High  ; 
JulHce  will  ne'er  be  brib'd  with  gold. 
That  man  may  never  die.] 

5  He  fees  the  brutifh  and  the  wife, 

The  tim'rous  and  the  brave 
Quit  their  poffeflions,  elofe  their  eves, 
And  halten  to  the  grave. 

6  Yet 'tis  his  inward  thought  and  pride, 

*   My  houfe  inali  ever  ftand  ; 
"  And  that  my  name  may  long  abide 
.  "   I'll  give  it  to  my  land."  N 

7  Vain  are  his  thoughts,  his  hopes  are  loft, 

How  foon   his  mem'ry  dies  ! 
His  name  is  buried  in  the  duft, 
Where  his  own  body  lies, 
F 


f;3  Y    S i    A    L    M        XT 

P    A    U     S    F. 

8  This 'is  the  folk  of  their  wry  ! 
An.!  yet  their  Tons,  as  vain, 
Appiove'lhe  words  their  fathers  fay, 
•  c';ft  their  works  ng".in. 

and  of  grace, 
i 
Live  eaft,  a  th  race, 

.    difr. 

[10    '  beep, 

Death  triumphs  o'er  ihem  there. 
Till  the  laft  trumpet  breaks  their  fleep^ 

And  whiles  them  in  ciifpair."] 

PSALM    XLIX.  Ver.     14,  1=;.     Second    Part. 
Common     Metre. 

Death  and  the  Rcfurreclion. 

1   \T¥>  fons  of  pride,  that  hate  thejuft, 
X   And  trample  on  the  poor, 
When  death  has  brought  you  down  to  duff, 
Your  pomp  (hall  rife  no  more. 
3  The  laft  great  cay  (hall  change  the  fcene  ; 
When  will  that  hour  appear  ! 
When  ihnll  the  j  till  revive,  and  reign 
O'er  all  that  icorn'd  them  her  z  I 

3  God  will  my  naked  foul  receive, 

Cali'd  from  the  world  away, 
And  break  the  prifon  of  the  grave, .  | 

To  raife  my  mould'ring  day, 

4  Heav'n  is  my  tverlafting  home, 

Th*  inheritenceis  furc  ;" 
Let  men  of  pride  their  rage  rcfume, 
But  I'll  repine  no  more. 


P.SjA    L    M        L.  99 

P  S  A  L  M    XLIX.     Lon#  Metre, 
The  rxh  ft nncr  s  death)  and  the  faint's  RcfurreSliau 

1  *\  a  7  H  V  do  the  proud  infult  the  poor : 

»  V    And  boaft  the  large  eltates  they  have  ? 
How  vain  are  riches  to  ftcure 

Their  haughty  owners  from  the  grave  1 

2  They  can't  redeem  an  hour  from  dentil 

With  all  the  wealth  in  which  they  trufc  ; 
Nor  give  a  dying   brother  breath, 

When  God  commands  him  down  to  dtifr* 

3  There  the  dark  earth  and  difmal  fhade 

Shall  clafp  their  naked  bodies  round  : 
That  flefh  fo  delicately  fed 

Lies  cold  and  mou'ders  in  the  ground. 

4  Like  thoughtlefs  Ih'e'ep  the  (inner  dies, 

And  leaves  his  glories  in  the  tomb  : 
The  faints  (hall  in  the  morning  rife. 
And  hear  the  oppreflbr's  awful  doom. 

5  His  honours  perifh  in  the  duft, 

And  pomp  and  beauty,  birth  and  blood  : 
That  glorious  day  exalts  the  jull 
To  full  dominion  o'er  the  proud. 

6  My  faviour  (hall my  iiferefiore, 

And  raife  me  from  my  dark  abode  ; 
My  ficfh  and  foul  (hail  part  no  more, 
But  dwell  forever  near  my  God. 

PSALM  L.    ver  iy—6.  Firfl  Part.    Common  Metre 

he  lajl  judgment ;  or,  is  Rewarded. 

*HB  Lord,  the  judge,  before  his  throne 
Bids  the  whole  earth  draw  nigh, 
fc  nations  near  the  rifing  fun, 
And  near  the  weltern  iky. 


loo  PSALM       I, 

2  No  more  fhaTlbold  blafpbentirs  fay, 

•4  Judgment  (hail  ne'er  begin.*" 

No  more  at  i  le  his  long  delay 
To  iiv.pu  'ui;.e  and 

3  Tbrpn'd  on  a  cloud  our  God  mall  come. 

B  fght  flames  prepare  his  way, 
Thunder  una  darkriefs,  fire  and  ilorm 
Lead  on  the  dreadful  day. 

4  Becw'n  from  above  his  cull  fliall  hear, 

Attending  angels  come, 
And  earth  and  hell  lh.il!  know,  and  fear 
His  juftice  and  their  doom.  » 

5  "   But  gather  all  my  faints  (he  cries) 

"    mat  n.act  their  peace  with  God, 
«'   By  the  redeemer^  facrilice, 
••  And  iVa'd  it  with  his  blood. 

6  *•  Their  faith  and  works,  brought  forth  to  light, 

i:  bhall  make  the  world  confefa 
(t  My  fentence  of  reward  is  right, 
***  And  heav  n  adore  my  grace, 

PSALM  L.  Ver.    ■  v  n,  14*  15.  23.     Second  Part. 

C<  ui'ii.'ii  Metre. 

Obedience  is  baler  than  Sacrifice. 

1  rpH\JS  faith  the  Lord,  "  The  fpacious  fieldi 

_§_     "   An^  Aocks  «nij  herds,  arc  mine  i 

••   O'er  all  the  cattle  of  the  hills 
"■I  claim  a  right  divine. 

2  "    I  sdi  no  fhecp  for  facriilce, 

*c   Nor  bullocks  burnt  with  fire  ; 
!<  To  hope  and  Jove,  to  pray  and  pnife, 
tk   ]s  a  1  that  I  mjuiic. 
1   ;<    Invoke  my  name  When  trouble's  near, 
m  My  hand  (hall  fet  thee  free  i 


PSALM        I.  101 

«  Then  fhall  my  thankful  lips  declare 
"  The  honour  due  to  me. 

a   "  The  man  that  offers  humble  praife, 
"    Declares  my  gloty  bed  : 
A  And  thofe  that  tread  my  holy  ways 
"  Shall  my  falvation  taite. 

PSALM   L.     ver.    r,  5,  8,  16,  21,  22.    Third  Part* 
Commou  Metre. 

The  Judgment  of  hypocrites. 

1  T^TTHEN  Chrift  to  judgment  fhall  defcend, 

V  V   And  faints  furround  their  Lord, 
He  calls  the  nations  to  attend. 
And  hear  his  awful  word. 

2  "  Not  for  the  want  of  bullocks  flain 

"   Will  I  the  world  reprove; 
'*  Altars,  and  rites,  and  forms,  are  vain 
".  Without  the  fire  of  love 

3  •«    And  what  have  hypocrites  to  do 

"  To  bring  their  facrifcee : 
"  They  call  my  Itatutes  juft  and  true, 
*'  But  deal  in  theft  and  lies. 

4  "  Could  you  expect  to  'feape  my  fight, 

«*   And  fin  without  controul  ■? 
"  But  I  fhall  bring  your  crimes  to  light 
•*   With  angulm  in  your  foul." 

5  Confider,  ye  that  flight  the  Lord, 

Before  his  wrath  appear  ; 
If  once  you  fall  beneath  his  fword, 
There's  no  d.liv'rer  there. 
P    S    A    L    M  [     L.      Long    Me; re. 
Hypocrify  Expofed 
X   *THHE  Lord,  the  Judge,  his  churches 
jL    Let  hypocrites  attend  and  fear, 
F  z 


i::  r     5     A    L     M        L. 

Who  place  tHeir  hope  in  rites  and  forms, 
But  make  not  faith  nor  love  their  care, 

2  Vile  wretches  rare  rehearfe  hi?  name 

With  lips  of  faifchood  and  deceit  j 
A  friend  or  brother  they  defame, 

And  foothe  and  Hatter  thofe  they  hate. 

3  They  watch  to  do  their  neighbours  wrong, 

Yet  dare  to  feek  their  maker's  face  ; 

They  take  his  covenant  on  their  tongue, 

But  break  his  laws,  abufe  his  grace. 

4  To  heWn  they  lift  their  hands  unclean, 

Dcfld  with  luft,  defil'd  with  b  ood  j 
By  night  they  practtfe  every  fin, 

By  day  their  mouths  draw  near  to  God. 

5  And  while  his  judgments  long  delay, 

They  grow  fee u re  and  fin  the  more; 
They  think  he  fleeps  as  well  as  they, 
And  put  Far  crF  the  dreadful  day. 

6  O  dreadful  hour  1   when  God  draws  near, 

And  lets  their  crimes  before    their  eyes  •' 
Kis  wrath  their  guilty  fouls  (hall  tear, 
And  no  deliverer  dare  to  rife, 

1J  S  A  L  M    L.    To  a  new  Tune. 

The  ln/I  Judgment. 

1  rT"MIE   Lord  the  fov'reign  fends  hia  fummons 

JL  forth, 

Calls  the  fouth  nations,  and  awakes  the  north  ; 
From  e.  11  to  weft  the  founding  orders  fpread 
Thro'  dijiant  worlds  and  regions  of  the  dead  ; 
i\o  fnore  (hall  atheifta  mock  his  long  delay  ; 
I T  r s  veug'ance  fleeps  no  more  ;   behold  the  day. 

2  Behold  the  Judge  defcends  ;  his  guards  are  nigV, 
Te,ropeft  and  I  re  attciKJ  h'm  dcv.n  the  fey  ; 


PSALM        L.  T03 

Heav'n,  earth  and  hell,  draw  near,  let  all  things 
To  hear  his  juftice,  and  the  finners  dcom  .   [come 
But  gather  jfirft  my  faints  (the  Judge  commands) 
Bring  them,  ye  angels,  from  their  diftant  lands. 

3  Behold  my  cov'nant  ftands  for  ever  good, 
SealM  by  the  eternal  facrirce  in  blood, 
Andfign'd  withal  their  names,  the  Greek  the 
That  paid  the  ancient  vvorfhip  or  the  new,     [Jew, 
There's  no  diilinfiion  here,  prepare  their  thrones, 
And  near  me  feat  my  fav'rites  and  my  fons. 

4  I,  their  almighty  Saviour  and  their  God, 

I  am  their  Judge;   Ye  heav'ns  proclaim  abroad 

My  juft  eternal  fentence,  and  declare 

Thole  awful  truths,  that  finners  dread  to  hear  ; 

dinners  in  Sion.  tremb  e  and  retire; 

I  doom  the  pointed  hypocrite  to  f.rc. 

5  Not  for  the  want  of  goats  or  bullocks  flain 
Do  I  condemn  thee  ;   bu.is  and  goats  are  vain, 
Without  the  flames  of  love;   in  vain  the  (lore, 
Of  brutal  ofF'rmgs  that  were  mine  before; 
Mine  are  the  tarrer  beaRs  and  favage  breed, 
Flocks,  herHs  and  tie!ds,and  forefh  where  the)  feed. 

6  If  I  were  hungry,  would  1  a{k  trite  food  ? 
When  did  I  thirft,  or  tafte  the  vt&im'fi  blood  ? 
Can  I  be  flatter 'd  with  thy  cringing  bows, 
Thy  folemn  chatt'ridgs  and  fantaftic  vows  2 
Are  my  eyes  charm'd  thy  veftnients  to  behold, 
Glaring  in  gems  and  gay  in  woven  gold  ? 

7  Unthinking  wretch  !    how  could'ft  thou  hope  to 
A  God,  a  Spirit,  with  fuch  toys  as  thefe?    [pleaie 
While  with  my  grace  and  ftatutes  on  thy  tongue, 
Thou  iov'it  deceit,  and  dolt  thy  brother  wrong  ; 
In  vain  to  pious  forms  thy  zeal  pretends, 
Thrives  and  adulterers  are  thy  chofen  friends. 


PSALM        L. 
■:nt  I  waited  with  In  |ng  love, 

But  didft  thou  hope  that  i  mould  ne'er  reprove  > 
Aid  cherifh  fach  an  impious  thought  within, 
That  God  the  righteous  would  indulge  thy  Qq.? 
Behold  my  terrors  now  ;   my  thunders  roll, 
And  thy  own  crimes  affright  thy  guilty  foal. 

9  Sinners,  awake  betimes;   ye  foo's,  be  wife; 
A  wake  before  this  dread  fnl  morning  rife;   [amend, 
Change  your  vain  thoughts,    your  fin  ml  works 
Fly  to  the  Saviour  make  the  Judge  your  friend  i 
L.ell  like  a  lion  his  lalt  veng'ance  tear 
Your  irembling  fouls,  and  no  deliv'rer  near", 
r  S  A  L  M    L.    To  the  old  proper  Tune. 
The  lajl  Jur!grmnL 
1  "'IT*  H  E  God  of  glory  fends  his  fummons  forth, 
1^     Calls  the  fouth  nations  and  awakes  the  north ; 
From  call  to  weit  the  fov'reign  orders  fpread, 
Thro'  diftant  worlds  and  regions  of  the  dead. 
The  trurkpet jfflititlsl  hell  trembles,  heavn  rejoices  ; 
Jjtfl  up  your  heads,' ye  faints,  iv'ilh  cheerful  voices. 

2  No  more  Inall  atbeifls  mock  his  long  delay  ; 
liis  veng'ance  flceps  no  more  :   behold  the  day  ; 
Behold  the  Judge  defcends  ;  his  guards  are  nigh  : 
Tempefts  and  tire  attend  him  down  the  Iky. 

When  God  appears,   ail  nature  (lull  adore  him  ; 
While  finnsrs  tremble,  faints  rejoice  before  him, 

3  "  Keav'n,  earth,  and  hell,  draw  near:  let  all  things 
'•  To  hear  myjufticeand  the  finners  doom;  [come 
"  But  gather  iirit  my  faints,  the  Judge  commands, 
**  Bring  them,  ye  angels,  from  their  diftant  lands. 

When  Chrifi  returns ,  tuake  every  cheerful  pajfon  : 
Jlnd  (houtt  ye  faints*  he  comes  for  your  filvution, 

4  «c  Brhold  !   my  cov'nant  ftands  for  ever  good, 
44  Scai'd  by  tU'  eternal  Sacrifice  in  b*£0<Jj 


P     S     A    L    M        L.  1C5 

«  An  J  fign'd  with  all  their  names  ;  the  Gretk,  the 
"  That  paid  the  ancieat  worihip  or  the  new :"  [Jew 
there's  no  di/lin8ion  htre  :  join  all  your  voices^  _ 
And  raife  your  heads,  ye  faints,  for  keav'n  njotces, 
5'*  Here  (faith  the  Lord)    ye  angels  fpread  their 
thrones, 
w  And  near  me  feat  my  fav'rites  and  my  fons, 
'«  Come,  my  redeem M,  pofTefs  the  joys  prepar'd 
*'  Ere  time  began  •   'tis  your  divine  reward. 
fVhtn  drift  returns,   wake  every  cheerful  pajjlon  : 
Andjlout,  ye  faints,  he  comes  for  your  jahation. 
Pause    the    Firft. 

6  «'  I  am  the  Saviour,  I  th'  Almighty  God, 

iC  The  fo -'n  igr>  }»Age  ■  ye  beav'ns  proclaim  abroad 
"My  juft  erernal  frntence,  and  declare 
«'  Thofe  awful  truths    that  finners  dread  to  hear.'* 
When    God  appears,    ait   nature  fkall  adore  hm, 
IV bile f inner s  tremble,  feints  rejotce  before  him. 

7  ««  Stand  forth,  thou  bold  blafphemcr,  and  profane, 
"Now  feci  fry  wrath,  nor  call  my  threatnings 
'•  Jhoti  hypocrite  once  dreft  in  faints  attire,  [vain; 
*'•  I  doom  thee,  painted  hypocrite,  to  fire. 

Judgment  proceeds,  hell  tremble*,  heavn  rejoices: 
Lift  up  your  heads,  ye  faints,  with  cheerful  voices, 
S  "  Not  for  the  want  of  goats,  or  bullocks  (lain 
"  Do  /  condemn  thee  \  bulla  and  goats  are  vain 
•«  Without  the  flames  of  love  :  in  vain  the  (lore 
"  Of  brutal  off'rings,   that  were  mine  before. 
Eirth  is  the  Lord's,   all  nature  floall  adore  him  ; 
While finners  tremble,  faints  rejoice  before  him. 
9  «<  If  I  were  hungry,   would  I  aflc  thee  food  ? 
"  When  did  I  third,  or  drink  thy  bullock's  blood  ? 
*«  Mine  are  the  tamer  beads  and  favage  breed, 


l°6  P    S     A    L    M        I, 

"  Flocka.berds,  &  fields,5c  forcfts  where  they  Fted. 

All  is  the  Lord's,  bs  rules  the  wide  creation  : 
Gives  /tuners  vengeance,  and the  faints  fahation, 

10  '*  Can  I  be  flattered  with  thy  cringing  bows  ; 
"  Thy  folemn  chaitVings  and  fantatti*  vows  ? 

"  Arc  my  eyes  charm'd  thy  veftments  to  behold, 
<:  Glaring  in  gems,  and  gay  in  woven  gold  I 
God  is  the  Judge  of  hearts,  no  fair  dijguifts 
Can  fere  en  the  guilty,  ivhen  his  vengeance  rifes. 

Pause     the    Second.  [pleafc 

1 1  "  Unthinking  wretch  !  how  coulJ'it  thou  hope  to 
"  A  God,  a  Spirit,  with  fnch  toys  as  thefe  f* 

**  While  with  my  grace  &  ftatuteson  thy  tongue 
'*  I'iioulov'ft  deceit. and  doll  thy  brother  wrong.'' 
Judgment  proceeds,  hell  trembles,   hcavn  rejoices, 
Lift  up  your  beads,  ye  faints,  with  cheerful  voices, 

12  '•  In  vain  to  pious  forms  thy  zeal  pretends  : 

*'  Thieves  and  adu'it'rers  are  thy  chofen  friends  : 
*'  While  the  falfe  flatt'rer  at  mine  altar  waits, 
"His  hardtn'd  foul  divine  inihu&ion  hate*'' 
God  is  the  fudge  of  hearts,  no  fair  difgmfes 
Can  fcreen  the  guilty,   when  his  vengeance  fifes, 

13  M  Silent  I  waited  with  long-fuffYing  love  ; 

"  But  didft  thou  hope  that  I  ftiould  ne'er  reprove'  ? 
'■•  And  cherifh  foch  an  impious  thought  within, 
"  That  the  Ail  Holy  would  indulge  thy  fin  ?'.' 
See  God  appears,  all  nations  join  t'  adore  him  : 
Judgment  proa:  ds,  and finer  s  fall  before  him, 

14  "Behold  my  terrors  now  ;  my  thunders  ro'l, 
"  And  thy  own  cri  >bt  thy  guilty  foul  j 
•'  Now  like  a  lion  (hall  my  vengeance  tear 

<:  Thy  bleedii  »nd  nq  udiv'rer  near." 

judgment  concludes,  bed  trembles*  heav  n  rej  ices, 
Lift  up  your  head>>  ye  j dials,   zuilh  cheerful  voices. 


P    S    A    L    M        U.  107 

E    P    I    P     H    O    N     E     M    A1 

11  Sinners,  awake  betimes  :   ye  fools,  be  wife  : 
*'  Awake  before  this  dreadful  morning  rife  :  [amend 
**  Change  your  vain  thoughts,    your  finful  works 
g  Fiy  to  the  Saviour,  make  the  Judge  your  Friend." 
Then  join  1  he  faints,  ivpke  eiPry  cheerful  pajjlon; 
When  Chrijl  returns,  he  comes  far  your  fahoation* 

PSALM    LI:     FirftJtert.    L>m;r  Metre. 
A  Penitent  t>* 'e-ading  for  Pardon. 

1  QHEVV  pity,   Lord,  O  Lord  forgive, 
k_5  Let  a  repenting  rebel  live  ; 

Are  not  thy  mercies  large  r.nd  free? 
May  not  a  finner  trull  in  thee  \ 

2  My  crimes  are  great,   but  can't  furpafs 
The  pow'r  and  glory  of  thy  grace  : 
Great  God,  thy  nature  hath  no  bound ^ 
So  let  thy  pard'ning  love  be  found. 

3  Oh  warn  my  foul  frona  ev'ry  fin, 

And  make  my  guilty  conference  clean  ; 
Here  on  my  heart  the  burden  lies, 
And  pafl  offences  pain  mine  eyes. 

4  My  lips  with  fhame  my  fins  conftfs 
Againft  thy  law,  againft  thy  grace  ; 
Lord,   fhould  thy  judgment  grow  fevere, 
1  am  condemn'd,  but  thou  art  clear. 

5  Should  fudden  veng'ance  feize  my  breath, 
I  rr.uit  pronounce  thee  jul|  in  death  : 
And  \\  my  foul  were  lent  to  hell, 

Thy  righteous  law  approves  it  well. 

6  Yet  fave  a  trembling  finner.  Lord, 
Whole  hope,  0: ill  hov'ring  round  thy  word* 
Would  light  on  fame  fwreet  promife  there, 
Some  fure  fupport  againft  defpair. 


io8  PSALM        LI. 

PSALM     LI.    Second  Par'.    Long  Metre. 
Original  and  /fcltial  Sin  CmfeJftJ. 

1  TT     ORD,   I  am  vile,  concelvM  in  On, 

I   j  And  born  unholy  and  unclean; 
Sprung  from  the  man  whofe  guilty  fall 
Corrupts  the  race,  and  taints  us  all. 

2  Soon  as  we  draw  our  infant  breath, 
The  feeds  of  fm  i{iow  up  for  death  : 
The  law  demands  a  perfect  heart ; 
But  we're  de-led  in  every  part. 

3  [Great  God,  create  my  heart  a  new, 
And  form  my  fpirit  pare  and  true  ; 
Oh  make  me  wife  betimes  to  fpy 
My  danger  and  my  remedy.  3 

4  Behold  1  fall  before  thy  face  ; 
My  only  refuge  is  thy  grace  ; 

No  outward  forms  can  make  me  clean  ; 
The  leprofy  lies  deep  within. 

5  No  bleeding  bird,  nor  bleeding  beaft, 
Nor  hyffop  branch,  nor  fprinklir.g  prieft, 
Nor  running  brook,  nor  flood,  nor  fea, 
Can  wafh  the  difmal  ftain  away. 

6  Jefus,  my  God,  thy  blood  alone 
Hath  pow'r  fufficient  to  atone  : 

Thy  blood  can  make  me  white  as  fnow : 
No  Jewifh  types  could  cleanfe  me  fo. 

7  While  guilt  difturbs  and  breaks  my  peace; 
Nor  flefh  nor  foul  hath  reft  or  eafe  : 
Lord,  let  me  hear  thy  pard'ning  voice, 
And  make  my  broken  heart  rejoice. 


P    S    A'    L    M        LI.  too 

PSALM    LI.     Third  Par.    Long  Metre.' 

The  Bachjlttet  r  e flared  ;    or,    • 

in  the  Blood  of  Christ. 

v  f~\  TJ,°U  tllat  hea'r'ft  w; ._■  rrv, 

V/   Tho'  all  my  efftwei 
Behold  them  not  with  ani-i  y  loolj, 
But  blot  thejr  mem'ry  from  thy  book. 

2  Create  my  ntifQre  pu>e  Within', 
And  form  my  foul  averfe  to  i?n  : 
Let  thy  good  Spirit  \\:\.\  d  p     \ 
Nor  hide  thy  preface  :. 

3  I  cannot  live  without-  thy  ]' 

Calf,  out  and  banim'd  from  i:  ,  i     '  r  ; 
ne  holy  j:>yS,    my  '  \ 
|  And  guard  me,  that  I  iY,i  h 

)'  I  have  griev'd  thy  $pSritJ,    I        ^ 
Thy  help  and  comfort  llill  i>W 
And  let  a  wretch  c#rrj«  u;: 
.    To  p:cad  the  merits  of  thy  Sen* 

5  A  broken  heart,   my  God,    : 
Ts  all  the  facrir.ee  1 

The  God  of  g'ace  v,  i  i  .>/■-  •/   f  '".- 

A  broken  heart  for  faevrucet        \  : 

6  My  foul  lies  ftftitibtt 
And  owns  thy  di\ 

Look  down,   Q  Lord,    with  pit). 
And  five  the  foul  coii^ir n'd*r<A  , 

7  Then  will  I  teach  tire  w 
Sinners  dial  learn  I 

I'll  lead  them  to  n  , 

And  they  mail  praife  a  pai.d  nipg  C  >& 


lib  PSALM       LI. 

8   O  may  thy  love  infpire  my  tongue  ! 
Salvation  fliall  be  all  my  long: 
And  all  my  povv'rs  (hall  join  to  blefs 
The  Lord   my   ftrength  and  righteoufnefs. 

F  S  A  L  M    LL    3  —  13-    Ftrft  Part.     Com.  Metres 
Original  and  Jflual  Sin  Confejfed  and  Pardoned. 

1  f     ORO,  I  would  fpread  my  fore  diftrefs, 
.fi_v    And  guilt  before  thine  eyes  ; 
Againfl  thy  laws,  againft    thy  grace, 

How  hi^h    my  crimes  arife  ! 

2  Shouldit  thou  condemn  my  foul  to  hell, 

And  crufh  my  fltfh  to  dntt, 
Heaven  would   approve  thy  veng'ance    well. 
And  earth  muit  own  it  juft. 

3  I   from  the   ftock  of  Adam  came, 

Unholy   and  unclean  ; 
All  my  original    is  (name, 
And  all  my  nature    fin. 

4  Born  ia  a  world  of  guilt,  I  drew 

Contagion  with  my    breath  ; 
And  as  my  days  advanc  d,  I  grew 
A  j utter  prey  for  death. 

5  Cleanfc  me,   O  Lord   and  cheer  my  foul 

With  thy  forgiving  love  ; 
Oh  make  my  broken  fpirit  whole, 
And  bid  my  pains  remove. 

6  Let  not  thy    fpirit  e'er    depart, 

Nor  drive  me  from  thy  face; 
Create  a- new  my  vicious  heart, 
And  fill  it  with  thy  grace. 

7  Then  will  I  make  thy  mercy  know* 

Jkfore  the  fons  of  men  ; 


P    S    A    L    M        LII.  3I1 

Baclcfiiders  mail  addrcf6  the  throne, 
And  turn  to  God  agair. 
PSALM    LI.     14—  -17     Second   Fart  Com.  Metre 
Repentance   and    Faith    in    the  Hood    of  Christ.' 
i    f\    God  of  mercy,    hear  my   call, 
Xjr    My  joa'js  of  guilt  remove, 
Break  down  this  feparating    wail 
That  bars   me  from  thy   love. 
I  Give  me  the  prefence  of  thy  grace, 
Then    my  rejoicing  tongue 
Shail   fpeak  aloud  thy   righteonfnefs, 
.And  make  thy  praife    my  fong. 

;  No  blood  of  goats  nor    heifer  (lain 
For  fin  could  e'er  atone; 
The  death  ofChrifl    mail   ftiU   remain 
Sufficient  and  a'one. 

A  foul  opprcft  with  fin's  defert 
My  God  will    ne'er  cVpife  ; 
A  humble  groan,  a  broken  heart 
Is   our  beft    facrifce. 

S  A  L  M    LII.    Common    Metre 
The  dtf appointment  of  the  Wicked. 

WHY  mould  the  mighty  make  their  boaft, 
And  heav'nly   grace   defpife  r 
In  their  own  arm  they    put  their  truft, 
And   fill   their  mouths    with   lies. 

But  God   in  veng'ance    fhall    dillroy, 

And  drive  them  from    his  face  ; 
No  more  mall  they  his   church   annoy, 

Nor  find    on  earth  a  place. 
But  like  a  cu'tur'd  olive   grov~, 

Drefs'd  in  immortal  green, 


112  PSALM        Llf. 

Thy   c'l'Ul'vn,   blooming   in   t!iy  love, 
Amidft  thy  court    arc  feen. 

4   On  thine  eternal  grace.    O   Lord, 
Thy  flfkits  fliali  reft  fecure, 
And  all    v:ho  tuift  thy   holy  word, 
Shall  find  falvation  fure. 

P    SAL  M    LI  I.      Long  Me:  re. 
-     The  j "oil)  of  Self-dependence. 

1  TTTTHY  mould  the    haughty  hero  boaft, 

V  V      H*«  vengeful   arm,   his  wavlike  holt  \ 
While   blood  de-les  his  cruel  hand, 
And  defolation  waftcs  the  land. 

2  lie  joys  to  hear    the  captive's  cry, 

The  widow's   groan,   the  orphar.s's    figlj  : 
And    wHen  the  weary 'd  fword  would  {pate, 
His  faliehood  fpreads  the  fetal  fnare, 

£   He  triumphs  in  the  deeds   of  wrong. 
And  arms  wkh  rage  his  impious  tongue; 
With  pride  proclaims  his  dreadful  pow'r, 
And  bids  the  trembling  world  adore. 

4.  But  God  beholds,    and    with  a    frown, 
Cads  to  the    dull  his  honours   dov.n  ; 
The  righteous   freed,  their  hopes  recal, 
And  haii  the  proud  eppreffors  fall, 

5  How  low  the  infuiting  tyrant  lieB, 
Who  dar'd  the  eternal  Pow'r  difpife; 
And  vainly  deem'd    with  envious  joy, 
His  arm  almighty  to  dellroy. 

6  We  praife  the  Lord,   who  heard  our  cries, 
And   fent  falvation  from  the  flcies  ; 
The  faints,  who   Caw  our  mournful  dayfl, 
Sha'l  join   our  grateful  fonga  of  praife. 


PSALM        LIII.  j  13 

PSALM        LIII.     4—1'.     Common  Metre. 
ViBorv   and  deliverance  from    Pirjecvlun, 

1  A    REail  the  foes  of  Sion  fools, 
jt\.    Who  thus  deftroj-  her  faints  ? 
Do  they  not  knov/  her  Saviour  iu*<*s, 

And  pities  her  complaints  r 

2  They  (hall  be  feiz'd  with  fad  flbrrinfe  : 

For  God's  avenging   arm 
'  Shall  crulh  the  hand   that  dares  arife, 
To    do  his  children  harm. 

3  In  vain  the  fons  of  Satan  boaft 

Or  armies  in  array  ; 
When  God  has  fir  ft  defpVd   M\t  hefts, 
They  fall  an    eafy  prey. 

4  Oh   for  a  word  from  Sion's  I'I*r.~, 

Her    captives   to  reftors  ! 
Thy  joyfal  faints  thy  praife  {Kali   ring, 

And  Jfracl  weep  no  more. 
P    3    A    L    M        L1V.       Cc-^rn   Metre. 

1  T>  FHOLD  us  Lord    and  l?t  our  cry 
J3    Before  thy  throne  afcend, 

Coi\  thou  on  us  a  pitying  eye, 
And   iti:l  our  lives  defend. 

2  For  lluight'ring  foes  infu!t   us  round, 

rtiTive   proud  and  vain, 
They  caft   thy  temples  to  the*  ground, 
And  all  our  rites    prcphane. 

3  Yet  thy  forgiving  grace  we    truft, 

And  in  thy  powr  rejoice  ; 
Thine  arm  (hail  crush    o«ir   foes  to  daft, 
Thy   praife  infpires  our  voice. 

4  Be  thou  with  thofe   whofe  friendly  hand 

Upheld  us  in  diilrcfj, 


ii4  PSALM        LV. 

Extfhd  thy  truth  thro*  ev'ry  land, 

And  dill  thy  people  blefs. 
PSALM  LV.  1—8,  1 3,  17,  18,  22.   Common  Me-ire, 

Support  for  the  JjhfieJ  and  Tempted  Sou/. 

1  /^\  God,   my  refuge,  hear  my  cues, 
V_>/    Behold  my  flowing  tear3, 

For  earth  and  hell  my   hurt  devife, 
And  triumph  in  my  fears. 

2  Their  rage  is  level'd  at  my  life, 

My  foul  with  guiJt  they  load, 
And  f-11  my  thoughts  with  inward  (Irifc, 
To  (hake  my  hope  in  God. 

3  What  inward  pains  my  heart-firings  wound* 

I  groan  with  ev'ry  breath  ; 
Horror  and  fear  befet  me  round 
Amongft  the  (hades  of  death. 

4  Oh  were  I  like  a  feather' d  dove, 

And  innocence  had  wings,  „j 

I'd  fly,  and  make  a  long  remove 
From  ail  thefe  reftlefs  things., 

5  Let  me  to  fome  wi'd  defart  go, 

And  find  a  peaceful  home, 
Where  ftorms  of  malice  never  blow, 
Temptations  never  come. 

6  Vain  hopes,  and  vain  inventions  all 

To  'fcape  the  rage  of  hell  ! 
The  mighty  God,  on  whom  I  call, 
Can  fave  me  here  as  well. 

Pause. 

7  By  morn'ng  light  I'll  feek  his  face, 

At  noon  repeat  my  cry, 
The  night  (hall  hear  me  afk  his  grace. 
Nor  will  he  long  deny. 


PSALM        LV.  ir; 

§   God  (hall  preferve  my  foul  from  fear, 
Or  (tu'eld  me  when  afraid  : 
Ten  thoufand  angels  mull  appear 
If  he  command  their  aid. 

'9  I  caft  my  burdens  on  the  Lord, 
The  Lord  fuftains  them  all : 
My  courage   refts  upon  his  word, 
That  faints  fhal    never  fall. 

10  My  highed  hopes  (hall  not  be  vain, 
My  lips  (hall  fpread  his  praife  ; 
While  cruel  and  deceitful  men, 
Scarce  live  out  half  their  days. 

PSALM   LV.  15,  16,  17,  19,  22.  Short  Metre. 

1  T     ET  tinners  take  their  courfe, 
JLj  And  chufe  the  road  to  death 

But  in  the  worftiip  of  my  God 
I'll  fpend  my  daily  breath. 

2  My  thoughts  addrefs  his  throne, 
When  morning  brings  the  light  ; 

I  feeek  his  blcfling  ev'ry  noon. 
And  pay  my  vows  at  night. 

3  Thou  wilt  regard  my  cries, 
O  my  eternai  God, 

While  fmners  perifh  in  furprifc 
Beneath  thine  angry  rod. 

4  Becaufethey  dwell  at  eafe, 
And  no  fad  changes  feel. 

They  neither  fear,  nor  trufi:  thy  name, 
Nor  learn  to  do  thy  will. 

5  But  I  with  all  my  cares, 
Will  lean  upon  the  Lord  : 

I'll  call   my  burden3  on  his  arm: 
And  reft  upon  his  word. 


P    S     A     L    M        LVI. 

'6    Hi  kftaii) 

'Me  c  bis  love  : 

heir  fafcty  (lands, 
No  earthly   poivjr  can  move. 
P     S     A     L     M      LVI.      Common  Metre. 

from  Opprffjion anl  Fal flood ;  or,  GOD%t 
f  bis  F:oti^.  in  shifavtr  to  Faith  aud  J-\,;v(r. 
Then,  whofe  jullice  reigns  on  ^»»g}», 
]  makes  tV  oppreflor  ceafc, 
uvious  flnners  try 
To  vex  and  break  my  peace. 

2  The  Tons  of  violence  and  lies 

join  to  dt von r  me,    Lord  : 
But  Is  my  houtiy  dangers  rife, 
refuge  is  thy  word. 

3  In  God'  moil  holy,  juft,  and  true? 

[   hajre  repos'd  my  truft  : 
Nor  will  I  fear  what  flefli  can  do, 
The  offspring  of  the  dull. 

ey  wrefc  my  words  to  mifchief  dill, 
Charge  me  with  unkown  faults: 
For  mi! chiefs  all  their  counfeis  \:.\\t 
And   malice  all  their  thoughts. 

5  Shall  they  efcape  without  thy  frown  ? 

Mufl  their  devices  ftand? 
Oh   <n;i  the  haughty  finner  down, 
And  let  him  know  thy  hand  ! 
Pause. 

6  Cod  fees  the  forrows  of  his  faints, 

Their  groans  affect  his  ears  ; 
Thy  mercy  counts  my  juft  complaints, 
And  numbers  all  my  tears. 

7  When  to  thy  throne  I 'raife  my  ciy 

The  wicked  fear  and  flee  : 


P    S    A    L    M        LVII.  117 

So  f-.vift  is  prayer  to  reach  the  fkj, 
So  near  is  God  to  me. 

$   In  thee,   mod  holy,  juft,  and  true, 
[  have  repos'd  my  truft; 
Nor  wii]  T  fear  what  man  ran  do, 
The  offspring  of  the  dufL 

9  Thy  folemn  vows  are  on  me,    Lord, 

Thou  (halt  receive  my  praife  ; 
1TJ  fing,   t;  how  faithful  is  thy  word  ! 
**  Hoiv  righteous  all  thy  ways ! " 

10  Thou  hafl  fecur'd  my  foul  from  dcailj. 

Oh  fet  thy  pris'ner  free, 
That  heart  and  band,  and  life  and  breath 
May  he  employed  for  thee. 

PSALM    LVIL    Long    Metre 
Praife  for  prottSion  ;   Crace  and  truth. 
Y  God,  in  whom  are  all  the  fprings 
Of  boundlefs  love  and  grace  unknuv ;&# 
Hide  me  beneath  thy  fpreading  wings,  * 
Tili  the  dark  cloud  is  overblown. 

2  Up  to  the  heav'ns  1  fend  my  cry,    - 

The  Lord  wiil  my  defiies  perform  ; 
Ke  fends  his  angels  from  the  iky, 

And  uves  me  from  the  threat'ning  dorm, 

3  Be  thou  exalted.  O  my  God.  -,' 

Above  the  heav'ns,  where  angels  dwell  ; 
Thy  pow'f  on  earth  be  knowu  abroad, 
And  land  to  land  thy  wonders  tell. 

,4  My  heart  isf.x'd:  my    fong  (haF.raHfc 
Immortal  honours  to  thy  name: 
Awake,   my  tongue',  to  found  his  praife, 
My  tongue  the  glory  of  my  frame. 
G  3 


n3  PSALM        LVIir. 

5  High  o'er  the  earth  h  s  mercy  reigns, 

And  reaches  to  the  utmoft  iky  : 
His  truth  to  endlefs  yeafa  remains, 
When  lower  worlds  dift'olve  and  die. 

6  Be  thou  exated,  O  my  God. 

Above  the  heav'ns,  where  angels  dwell  ; 
Thy  pow'ron  eailhbe  known  abroad, 
And  land  to  land  thy  wonders  tell. 
PSALM    LVIII.     As  the  ii3'.h    FfJm. 
Warning   to   Magijlrjtes. 

1  TUDGES,  who  rule  the  word  bylaws, 
J    Will  ye  defpife  the  righteous  caufe? 

When  vile  opprefiion  waltes  the  land  ? 
Dare  ye  condemn  the  righteous  poor, 
And  let  rich  Tinners  'fcape  fccure, 
\       While  gold  and  greatnefs  bribe  your  hand  ! 

2  Have  ye  forgot,  or  never  knew 
That  God  will  judge  the  judges  too  ! 

High  in  the  heiiv'ns  his jutl ice  reigns 
Yet  you  invade  the  rights  of  God  ; 
And  fend  your  bold  decrees  abroad, 

To  bind  the  concience  in  your  chains. 

3  A  poifon'd  arrow  is  your  tongue, 
The  arrow  (harp,  the  poifon  itrong, 

And  death  attends  where'er  it  wounds  ; 
You  hear  no  counfcls,  cries  or  tears  : 
So  the  deaf  adder  ftops  her  cars  ! 

Againft  the  power  of  charming  founds, 

4   Break  out  their  teeth,  eternal  God, 
Thofe  teeth  of  liens  dy'd  in  b^od  ; 

And  crufh  the  ferpents  in  the  dull  : 
As  empty  chuff,  when  whirlwinds  rife, 
Tiefore  the  fweeping  temped  flies, 

So  let  their  hope*  snd  nunc*  be  lo, 


PSALM        LIX,  itr) 

5  Th'  Almighty  thunders  from  the  flcy, 
Their  grandeur  melts,  their  titlels  die, 

As  hills  of  fnow  diffolve  and  run  ; 
Orinails  that  perifh  in  their  fl.me, 
Or  births  that  come  before  their  time, 

Vain  births  that  never  fee  the  fun. 

6  Thus  mail  the  vengeance  of  the  Lord 
Safety  and  joy  to  faints  afford  ; 

And  all  that  hear  (hall  join  and  fay, 
u  Sure  there's  a  God  that  rules  on  high, 
"    A  God  that  hears  his  children  cry, 

«  And  will  their  fuflfcrings  well  repay." 

PSALM        LIX.    Short  Metre. 
Prayer  for  national   deliverance. 

1  T7*ROM   foes  that  round  ns  rife, 
JL    O  God  of  beav'n   defend. 

Who  brave  the  veng'ance  of  the  fkies. 
And  with    thy  faints  contend. 

2  Behold  from  diftant  fhores, 
And  defert  wilds  they  come, 

Combine   for  blood  their  barb'rdus  forCS 
And  thro'  thy  cities  roim 

3  Beneath  the  filent  (hade 

Their  ftcrct  plots  they  lay, 
Our  peaceful  wails  by  night  invaJqr 
And  wafte  the  fields  by  day. 

4  And  will  the  God  of  grace, 

Regardlefs  of  our  pain, 
Permit,  fecure,  that  impious  ra  :/ 
To  riot  in  their  reign  i 

5  In  vain  their  fecret  gwile 

Or  open  force  they  prove  : 


tf*>  P    S    A    l    M       LXt 

His  cye,csn  pierce  the  deeped  veil, 
His  hand  their  ftrengih  remove. 

6  Yet  favcthem,  Lord,  from  death. 

Left  we  forget  their  doom: 
Bpt  drive  them,  with  thine  angry  breath, 
Through  distant  lands  to  roam. 

7  Then  (hall  our  grateful  voicq 

Proclaim  our  guardian  God  : 
The  nations  round  the  earth  rejoice, 
And  found  thy  praife  abroad. 

PSALM        LX.         Common  Metre. 
Looting   to  God  in  the  A\jirefi  of  war. 

2  T     ORD,  thou  halt  fcourg'd  our  guilty  land, 
l_i  Behold  the  people  mourn  ; 

SliR.il  vengance  cvrrgu'Je  thy  hand 
And  mercy  ne'er  return  i 
2   Beneath  the  terrors  of  thine  eye 
Earth's  haughty  towers  decay  ; 
Thy  frowning  mantle  fpreads  the  fky 
And  mortals  melt  away, 

3  OurZion  trembles  at  thy  ftroke, 

And  dreads  thy  lifted  hand  ! 
Oh,  heal  the  peop'e  thou  halt  broke, 
id  fave  the  finking  land. 
J.  Exalt  thy  banner  in  the  field  , 

For  thofe  that  fear  thy  name  ; 
From  barb'rous  hods  our  nation  (hield, 

And  put  our  foes  to  fiiame. 
Attend  our  armies  to  the  fight, 

And  be  their  guardian  God  ; 
In  vain  fhall  numerous  powers  unite 

AgainU  thy  lifted  voli. 


P    S     A    L    M        LXI.  I*i 

6  Our  troops,  beneath  thy  guideing  hand,' 
Shall  gain  a  glad  renown  : 
»Tis  God  who  makes  the  feeble  (land, 

And  treads  the  mighty  down. 
PSALM    LXI-     Ver.    i,   6,    Short   Metr& 
Safety  in   Go:L 

1  VI  THEN  Overwhelmed  with  grief 

W   My  heart  within  me  die:-, 
Htlplefs,  and  far  from  all  relief, 
1  o  heav'n  1  lift  mine  eyes, 

2  Oh  lead  me  to  the  rock 

That's  high  above  my  head-, 
And  make  the  covert  of  thy   wings 
My  iheiter  and  my  (hade. 

3  Within  thy  prefence1,  Lord, 

Forever  I'll  abide  ; 
Thou  art  the  tower  of  my  defence, 
The  refuge  where  I  hide. 

4  Thou  give  ft  me  the  lot 

Of  ttiofe  that  fear  thy  name  : 
If  endlefs  life  be  their  reward, 

I  (hall  poffefs  the  fame. 
PSALM    LXII.    Ver.     5,     12.     Long    Metre. 
No  TruJI  in  the  Creatures  ;   or,  Faith  in  divine  Grace 
and  Power. 
Y  fptrit  looks  to  God  alone  :  3 

Vy  rock  and  refuge  is  h>*3  throne  : 
In  a]l  my  fears,  in  all  my  ftraits, 
My  foul  on  his  falvation   waits. 
Trull  him,  ye  faints,  in  all  your  way?, 
Pour  out  your  hearts  before  his  face  : 
When  helpers  fail,  and  foes  invade, 
is  bur  all  fufScient  aid. 


*  I*    S    A    L    M       LXIIL 

3  FaTe  are  the  men  of  high  degree, 
The  bafer  fort  are  vanity: 

Laid  in  the  balance  both  appear 
Light  as  a  puff  of  empty  air. 

4  Make  not  increafing  gold  your  truft, 
Nor  fet  your  hearts  on  gliu'ring  dutt  : 
Why  will  yougrafpthc  fleeting  fmoak, 
And  not  believe  what  God  has  {poke. 

5  Once  has  his  awful  voice  declar'd 
Once  and  again  my  ears  have  heard, 
All  power  is  his  eternal  due  .• 

He  tmi ft  be  fear'd  and  trufted  too, 

6  For  fov'reign  power  reigns  not  a'one, 
Grace  is  a  partner  of  the  throne  : 
Thy  grace  and  juflice,  mighty  Lord, 
Shall  well  divide  our  lalt  reward. 

PSALM    LXIil.     1,2,5,3,4.    Firfl  F«t. 
Common     Metre. 

Ths  Morning  of  a  Lord's  Diy 

I    TJ'  ARLV,   my  God,   without  delay, 
JCj    I  haile  to  feck  thy  face  ; 
My  thinly  fpirit  faints  away 
Without  thy  cheering  grace. 

2  So  pilgrims  on  the  fcorchin'*  fand 

Beneath  a  burning  ficy, 
Long  for  a  cooling  ftream  at  hand, 
And  they  mult  drink  or   die, 

3  I've  fcen  thy  glory  and  thy  povvV 

-Thro'  all  thy  temple  mine  ; 
My  God,    repeat  that  heav'nly  hour, 
That  vifion   fo  divine. 
J   Not  al!   the  blefilngs  of  a  fcaft 
Can  plcr-fc  my   Lu'  fo  wclL 


PSALM        LXTII.  12: 

Aa  when  thy  richer  grace  I  tafte, 
And  in  thy  prefence  dwell. 

5  Not  life  itfeif,  with  all  its  joys, 

Can  my  beft  paffions  move, 
Or  raife  fo  high  my  cheerful  voice, 
As  thy  forgiving  love. 

6  Thus  till  my  laft  expiring  day 

I'll  tfefs  my  God  and  King; 
Thus  will  I  lift  my  hands  to  pray, 

And  tune  my  lips  to  fing. 
PSALM    LXIII.    Ver.  6-io.    Second  Part. 
Common    Metre. 
Midnight  Thoughts  Recolledled. 

1  'T  vVAS  in  the  watches  of  the  night 

L      I  thought  upon  thy  power, 
I  kept  thy  lovely  face  in  fight 
Amidll  the  darkeil  hoar. 

2  My  flefh  lay  refting  on  my  bed, 

My  foul  arofe  on  high  ; 
«  My  God,  my  life,   my  hope,  I  laid, 
««    Bring  thy  falvation  nigh. 

3  My  fpirit  labours  up  thine  hill, 

And  climbs  the  heav'nly  road 
But  thy  right  hand  upholds  me  fill', 
While  I'purfue  my  God. 

4  Thy  mercy  ftretcheso'er  my  head 

The  {hadow  of  thy  wings  : 
My  heart  rejoices  in  thine  aid, 
My  tongue  awakes  and  Pings. 
c   But  the  diflroycrs  of  my  peace 
Shall  fret  and  rage  in  vain  : 
The  tempter  (hall  forever  cekfc, 
faidftH  mvfoisbefhm. 


124  PSA    L    M        LXIII. 

5  But  the  diflroyers  of  1717  p-ace 
^  Sha;l  fret  and  rage  in  vain  ; 
1  he  tempter  mail  for<*cr  eeafe, 

And  all  my  fins  be  {lain. 

6  Thy  fword  /hall  give  my  foes  to  death, 

And  fend  them  down  to  dwell 
In  the  dark  caverns  of  the  earth, 
Or  in  the  deeps  of  hell/ 

P    S  %    L    M        LXni.    Lon^    Metre. 
Longing  after  God;  or,  The  love  of  God  letter  than  lift, 

1  (       REAT  God,  indulge  my  humble  claim, 
VJJ   i  hou  art  my  hope,  my  joy,  my  relt  j 

i  he  glories  that  corr.pofe  thy  name 
Siand  all  engag'd  to  make  me  bleft. 

2  Thou  great  and  good,  thou  juft  and  wile, 

Ihou  art  my  Father  and  my  God  ; 
And  I  am  thine  by  facred  ties, 

±h  ion,  thy  fervant,  bought  with  b!ood. 

3  With  heart,  and  eyes,  and  lifted  hands 

lor  thee  I  long,  to  thee  I  look, 
As  travelers  in  thirfty  lands 

Pant  for  the  cooling  water  brook. 

4  With  early  feet  I  love  t' appear 

Among  thy  faints,  and  (Cck  thy  face, 
Oft    have  I  feen  thy  glory  there, 

And  felt  the  power  of  fov'reign  grace. 

5  Nor  fruk*  or  wines,  that  tempt  our  Me 

iNopIeafuits  that  to  fenfc  belong 
Lootf  make  me  fo  divinely  ble/t, 
Or  raife  fo  high  my  chtarful  fong. 
M'Teftfelfwjfnout.thy  love 

:t>uld  afford  : 


'PSA     L     M        LXIIT. 

'H would  but  a  tlrefome  burden  p.ove, 

[f  I  were  banifhfd  from  the  Lord. 

7   A  m  i  (j  ft  1  h  e  wake  fill  1  tt)  u  -  s  o  f  m . 

When  bnly  "cares  afflict  my  h6ad, 
One  thought  of  thee  gives  new  delight, 
And  adds  refit (hment  to  my  bed. 

9  I'll  lift  my  hands,  I'll  raife  my  voice, 

While  I  hare  breath  to  pray  or  js'raffe; 
This  work  (hall  make  my   heart  rejoice, 

And  blefa  the  remnant  of  my  days. 

PSALM    LXIII.    Short  Mctie. 
Secki.ig   GoJ. 

1  Ti/TY  God    permit  my  tongue 
JVA'  This  joy,   to  call  thee  mine  ; 

*An^  let   my  early  cries  prevail 
To  trifle  thy  love  divine 

2  My  thirfly  fainting  foul 

Thy  mercy  does  implore  : 

Not  travellers  in  defert    auds 

Can  pant  for  water  more. 

3  Within  thy  churches.  Lord. 

I  long  to  hr.d  my  place, 
Thy  power  and  glory  to  behold, 
And  U.l  t'.y  quick'ning  grace. 

4.  For  life  without  thy  love 

No  rtliih  can  afford  ; 
.    i:  ijje  compared  with  this. 

To  ferve  and  p.eafc  th-  Lord. 

5  To  thee  131  lift    my  h:riid> 

fe  thee  while  I  !iv*  ; 
Not  the  rich  dainties  of  a  fealt 
:H  food  or  plea  lure  gi\c. 


126  PSALM        LXV. 

6  In  wakeful  hours  of  oight 

I  cal  my  God  to  mind  ; 
I  think  how  wife  thy  counfels  are, 
And  a  1  thy  dealings  kind. 

7  Since  thou  haft  beea  my  help, 

To  thee  my  fpirit  flies, 

An4°n  thy  watchful  providence 
My  cheerful  hope  relies. 

S  The  fhadow  of  thy  win-s 
My  foul  in  fcfcty  ker'ps  : 
I  follow  where  my  father  leads, 
And  hefupportsmy  fteps. 

PSALM  LXIV.     Long  Metre, 

GREAT  God,  attend  to  my  complaint, 
.         N«r  lef  my  drooping  fpirit  faint  f     "' 
When  foes  in  fecret  fpread  the  fnarc, 
-Let  my  falvation  be  thy  care. 
2   Shield  me  without,  and  guard  within, 
from  treacherous  foes  and  deadly  fin  " 
Way  envy,  luft  and  pride  depart, 
And  heav'nly  grace  expand  my  heart. 

3   Thyjuftice  and  thy  power  difplay, 
And  fcatter  far  thy  foes  away  ; 
While  lift'ning  nations  learn  thy  word, 
And  faints  triumphant  bit  ft  the  Lord. 
4   ihen  fl,al!  thy  church  exalt  her  voice, 
And  a  1  that  love  thy  name  rejoice  ; 
%  faith  approach  thine  awful  throne, 
And  plead  the  merits  of  thy  Son. 
PSALM  LXV.    Ver.    ,,  f,  Firl  P,rt.  Long  ^ 
r    nnur      Puinc Pr"Ver  and Prjife. 

I         \T  PVa",fe  °f  Zi°n  Wa,'tS  f'>r  tliCC* 

*.     My  God  j  and  praife  becomes  thy  houfe, 


PSALM        LXV.  »7 

There  (hall  thy  faints  thy  glory  fee, 
And  there  perform  their  public  vows. 
I  O  thou,  whofe  mercy  bends  the  flues, 
To  fave  when  humble  doners  pray, 
AH  lands  to  thee  (hall  lift  their  eyes, 
And  every  yielding  heart  obey. 
*   Againa  my  will  my  fins  prevail,  . 

But  grace  (hall  purge  away  the  ftain  ; 
The  blood  of  Chriit  will  never  fall 
To  warn  my  garments  white  again- 
4  Blefs'd  is  the  man  whom  thou  (halt  choofe, 
And  give  him  kind  accefs  to  thee  j 
Give  him  a  pace  within  thy  houfe, 
To  tafte  thy  love  divinely  free. 
Pause* 
r  Let  Babel  fear  when  Zion  prays  ; 
Babel,  prepare  for  ong  diltref*, 
When  Zion's  God  himfelf  arrays 
In  terror  and  in  righteoufnefs. 

6  With  dreadful  g'ory  God  fulfils 

What  hisaffli&ed  faints  requeft  ; 
And  with  almighty  wrath  reveals 
His  love,  to  give  his  churches  relt. 

7  Then  (hall  the  flocking  nations  run 

To  Zion's  hil  ,  and  own  their  Lord  ; 
The  ritkg  and  the  fetting  fun. 

Shall  fee  the  Saviour's  name  ador  d. 

PSALM  LXV.  Ver.  5,-13.  Second  Part.  Lon?  M&tr 
Divine   Providence  in  air,    earth,    and  Jea  ;  or,   Ti 

God  of  Nature  and  Grace. 
I    THHE  God  of  our  falvation  hears 

X    The  groans  of  Zion,  mix'd  with  tears  ; 


l2\  C<    A    L    M        ixv. 

Yetuh  tnl k:  comes  with  kind  cei  W 
Through^  the  way  his  terror  mines. 

2  ^'"^'Uwace  of  man  depends, 
I'aras  the  earth's  remold*  ends, 

\\  here  the :  creator  "s  name  i8  known, 
By  nature's  feeble  light  alone. 

3  Sa.lms,  that  travel  o\r  the  flood, 
A^urels  their  frighted  fouls  to  God, 
Whtntcmpetb,^e,£ndbi:Jovvsroar 
At  dread/uj  diftar.ee  from  the  more. 

4  He  bins  the  no-Ty  tempefts  ceafe  ; 
He calms  the  rpgi?Jg  crowd  to  peace> 
When  a  tumultous  nation  raves, 
Wild  as  the  winds,  and  loud  as  waves. 

5  Wio'e  kingdoms,  (haken  by  the  florid, 
Heiettlesin  a  peaceful  form  ; 
Mountains  eftabiim'd  by  his  hand, 
Firm  on  tneirold  foundations  (land. 

6  Behold,  his  enfignsfueep  the  iky, 
New  cornets  blaze,  and  ligfit'nijgs^y  : 

The  heathen  lands,  w,th  fwift  furpnfe, 
from  the  bright  horrors  turn  their  eyes" 
7   At  his  command  the  morning  ray 
Smiles  in  the  cart)  and  leads  the  day  ; 
He  guides  the  CuVs  declining  wheels 
Over  the  tbp*  bffybhh    Ml*. 

%   Seafons  and  times  obey  his  voice; 
The  ev'ning  and  the  rr. o.n  rejoice' 
|o  fee  the  earth  mcke  fort  with  flivvers, 
i^adtn  wHh  fruit,  and  drefsd  in  flower,. 

9  *Tis  from  his  wat'ry  ilnreson  high 
He  gives  the  thirfiy  ground  fupply  ; 


P    S     A     L    M        LXV.  ny 

He  walks  ajjan  tf»a  c'ouds.  and  thsnce 
Doth  his  enriching  drops  difpeafe* 

10  The  defert  grows  a  fruitful  ^eTd, 
Abundant  fruit  the  varies  yieM  ; 
The  vallies  ihout  w*tb  cheerful  vo^ee, 
And  neighb'ring  bills  repeat  their  jjys. 

1 1  The  paftures  fmile  in  green  array, 
There  lambs  and  larger  catt'e  p  ay  ;. 
The  larger  cattle  and  the  lamb, 

Each  in  his  language  fpeaks  thy  narre. 

12  Thy  work?  pronounce  thy  pow'r  divine  ; 
O'er  ev'ry  field  thy  glories  fhine  ; 
Through  evry  month  thy  gifts  app.^r  i 
Great  God,  thy  goodnefs  crowns  tlie  year. 

PSALM  LXV.  Firft  Part.    Cora  no 

A  prayer  heaving  God  ;   and  the  Gentile*   call 

,    TJ  RAISE  waits  in  Zion,  Lord,  for  thee  ; 
\       There  mail  our  wows  be  paid  j 
Thou  haft  ?.n  ear  when  finners  pray, 
All  flefh  (hall  feek  thy  aid. 

2  Lord,  our  iniquities  pre  v.-/  , 

But  pard'ning  grace  is  thine, 
And  thou  wilt  grant  us  power  and  (kill 
To  conquer  ev'ry  fin. 

3  Blcfs'd  are  the  men  whom  thou  wilt  chu:r 

To  bring  them  near  thy  face, 
Give  them  a  dwelling  in  thine  houfe, 
To  f^aft  upon  thy  grace. 

4  In  anfw'ring  what  thy  church  requefts, 

Thy  truth  and  t-.rror  (hine, 
And  works  of  dreadful  rightcoufuefs 
Fulfil  thy  kind  defignr. 


133  PSALM       LXV. 

5  Thus  fha!I  the  wond'ring  nations  fee 

The  Lord  is  good  and  juft  ; 
And  diftant  iflands  fly  to  thee. 
And  make  thy  name  their  truft. 

6  They  dread  thy  glitt'ring  tokens,  Lord, 

When   fig-ns  in  hea/n  appear  ; 
But  they  fhall  learn  thy  holy  word, 
And  love  as  well  as  tear. 

PSALM  LXV.      Second  Part.    Common  Merre 

The  providence  of  God  in  air,  earth,  and  fea  ;  oi,  The 

Mfjfings  of  rain. 

1  '""pIS  by  thy  ftrength  the  mountains  fland, 

1      God  of  eternal  povvV ; 
The  fea  grows  calm  at  thy  command, 
And  tempefts  ceafe  to  roar  . 

2  Thy  morning  light  and  evening  fhaie 

Sucdfive  comforts  bring  : 
Thy  plenteous  fruits  makes  harveft  glad, 
Thy  flowers  adorn  the  fpring. 

3  Seafons  and  times,  and  moons  and  hours, 

Heav'n,  earth  and  air  are  thine  ; 
When  clouds  diftil  in  fruitful  fhowers, 
The  author  is  divine. 

4  Thofe  wand'ring  cifterns  in  the  (ley 

Borne  by  the  winds  around, 
Whofe  wat'ry  treafures  will  fupply 
The  furrows  of  the  ground. 

5  The  thirfty  ridges  drink  their  fill, 

And  ranks  of  corn  appear  ; 
Thy  ways  abound  with  bh  flings  ftill, 
Thy  goodnefs  crowns  the  year. 


PSALM        LXV,  531 

PSALM     LXV.     Third  Part.     Common   Metre. 
The  Blejfmgs  of  ike  Spring;    or,  God  gives  Rain. 
A  Pfaim  for  the  Hufoandman. 

1  /""t  OD  is  the  Lord,  the  heav'my  King, 
V_X  W  ho  makes  the  eart  b  his  care  ; 

\  ifits  the  paflures  ev'ry  fpring, 
And  bids  the  grais  appear. 

2  The  clouds,  like  rivers,  rai'd  on  high, 

Pour  out  at  his  command 
Their  wat'ry  blefilngs  from  the  fky* 
To  cheer  the  thirily  land. 

3  The  foften'd  ridges  01  the  field 

Permit  the  corn  to  fpring  ; 

The  vallies  rich  provisions  yield, 

And  the  poor  labVers  fing. 

4  The  little  hills  on  ev'ry  fide 

Rejoice  at  failing  fliow'rs 
The  meadows,  drefs'd  in  beauteous  pride, 
Perfume  the  air  with  flow'rs. 

5  The  barren  clods,  refreuVd  with  rain, 

Promife  a  joyful  crop  ; 
The  parched  grounds  look  green  again> 
And  raife  the  reapers'  hope 

6  The  various  months  thy  goodnefs  crowns, 

flow  bounteous  are  thy  ways  ! 
The  bleating  flocks  fpread  o'er  the  downs*. 

And  fliepherds  Ihout  thy  praife. 
PSALM    LXV1.    Firft  Part.    Common  Metre. 
Governing  Power  and  Goodnefs  ;  or,  Our  Graces 
tried  by  Afflictions. 
1    O  ING,  all  the  nations  to  the  Lord, 
k3    Sing  with  a  joyful  noifcj 


*3*  r    S    A  \L    M       I  xvr. 

With  melody  of  found  record 
His  honoins  and  you'- joys. 

2  Say  to  the  Pow'r  that  form'd  the  flcv. 

**   How  terrible  art  thou  ! 
"   Sinners  before  thy  pi^ fence  flv, 
"   Or  at  thy  feet  they  bow.''  ' 

3  [Come  fee  the  wonders  of  our  God, 

Plow  glorious  are  his  ways  ? 
In  Mofcs'  hand  he  put  the 
And  clave  the  frighted  feas. 

4  He  made  the  ebbing  channel  dVy, 

Wiire  Ifra'l  pafs'd  the  flood  ] 
There  did  the  church  " 

And  triumph  in  their  God.] 

5  He  rules  by  his  reddle's  rmg'lit  : 

Will  rebel -mortals  care 
Provoke  th*  Eternal  to  the  fight, 
An  J' tempt  that  dreadful  vfran? 

6  Oh  blefs  our  God    and  never  ceafe  ; 

Ye  faints,   nil '1  kis  piuife; 
He  keeps  our  life,   nMityftitra  our  pe;.ce, 
And  guides  our  doubtful  ways. 

7  Lord  thou  baft  provM  our  fi  i? 

To  make  our  graces  fnine  ; 
So  filver  bears  the  bum::  g  c-vds, 
The  metal  to  refine. 

S   Thvo'  wat'i'y  deeps  and  ftry  ways 
We  march  at  thy  comn 
Led  to  pofiefs  the  promis'd  place 
\j\  thine  unonJDg  hand. 


P    S    A    L    M         LXVIL  133 

PSALM    LXVI.     13-2C:     Second  Part. 
Praifs  to  GOD  for  bearing  Ptayer* 

1  l\TOvV    (hall  my  folemn  vows  be  Or-.id 
\SH     To  that  almighty  Pow'r, 

rJ  hat  heard  the  ion^  requeits  I  made 
In  my  diftrcfsful  hour. 

2  My  lips  and  cheerful  heatt  prepare 

To  make  his  mefcias  known  : 
Come  ye  that  fear  my  God,   and  hear 
The  wonders  he  has  done. 

3  When  on  my  hzid  hiz£e  forrows.  fcjl, 

I  fought  the  heJav*nly  aid  ; 
He  fav'd  my  finking  foul  from   hell, 
And  death's  eternal  (hade. 

4  If  fin  lay  cover'd  In  my  heart 

Whi  e  pray  r  employ'd  my  tongue  J 
The  Lord  had  mown  me  no  regard, 
Nor  I  his  pr3ifes  fung. 

5  But  God    (his  name  be  ever  blefl) 

Has  fet  my  fpirit  free  ; 
Nor  turu'd  from  him  my  poor  requ.ft, 

Nor  turn'd  his  heart  from  me. 
PSALM      LXVII.      Common  Metre. 
7  he  Nation  s  Proffer  it  y,  andihe  Church's  hicrea/:. 

1  C  HINE>  mighty  God,  on  Zion  fhine, 
O    With  beami  of  heav'nly  grace  ; 
Reveal  thy  pow'r  thro'  ail  our  co..:U3 

And  (hew  thy  fmiiing  face. 

2  [Arnidil  our  realm  exalted  hi^h 

Do  thou  our  glory  (land, 
And  like  a  wail  of\gu*x'dian  fire 
Surround  the  fay'rtt^  )ai 

ii 


?34  psalm      Lxvrrr. 

3  When  Pnall  thy  name  from  more  to  more 

Sound  all  the  earth  abroad  ; 
And  di  riant  nations  know  and  love 
Their  Savioijr  and  their.  God- 

4  Sing  to  the  Lord,  ye  diltant  lands, 

Sing  loud  with  folemn  voice  ; 
fcet  ev'ry  tongue  exalt  his  praifc, 
And  ev'ry  heart  rejoice. 

5  He,  the  great  Lord,  the  fov'reign  Judge, 

That  fits  enthron'd  above, 
In  wifdom  ru'es  the  worlds  he  made, 
And  bids  them  talle  his  love. 

6  Earth  fliall  obey  his  high  command, 

And  yield  a  full  increafe  : 
Our  God  will  crown  his  chofen  land 
With  fruitfulnefs  and  peace. 

7  God  the  Redeemer  fcatters  round 

His  choice!!  favours  here. 
While  the  creation's  utmoft  bound 
Shall  fee,  adore,  and  fear. 

PSALM  LXVIII.   Ver.  i— 16,  32—25.   Firft  Part 
Common  Metre. 

The  Vengeance  and  GompaJJion  of  GOD. 

1  X     ET  Goi]  arife  in  all  his  might, 

JLj   And  put  the  troops  of  hell  to  flight ; 
As  imoak  that  iought  to  cloud  the  flcici 
Before  the  riling  temped  flies. 

2  [He  comes  array 'd  in  burning  flames; 
{tiftice  and  veng'ance  are  his  names: 
Behold  his  fainting  foes  expire 
Like  melting  wax  before  the  fire.] 

3  He  rides  and  thunders  thro'  the  fky  ; 
His  name  Jehovah  founds  on  high  : 


PSALM        LXVIII.  135 

Sing  to  his  name,  ye  Tons  of  grace  ; 
Ye  faints  rejoice  before  his  face. 

4  The  widow  and  the  fatberiefs 
Fly  to  his  aid  in  fharp  diilrcfs  ; 
In  him  the  poor  and  he)plcfs  find 

A  Judge  that's  jott,  a  Father  kind. 

5  He  breaks  the  captive's  heavy  chain, 
And  pris'ners  fee  the  light  again  ; 
But  rebeis  that  difpute  his  will, 

Snail  dwell  in  chains  and  darknefs  full. 

6  Kingdoms  and  thrones  to  God  belong; 
Crown  him,  ye  nations,  in  your  fong  : 
His  wondrous  nanacs  and  pow'rs  rehcarfe, 
Kis  honours  (hall  enrich  your  verfe. 

7  He  (hakes  the  heav'ns  with  loud  alarms  ; 
Kow  terrible  is  God  in  artns  .♦    <» 

In  ifra'i  are  his  mercies  known, 
Ifra'l  is  his  peculiar  throne. 

8  Proclaim  him  King,  pronounce  him  bleft  5 
He's  your  defence,  your  joy,-  your  reft  : 
When  terrors  rife,   ar.d  nations  faint, 
God  is  the  ftrength  of  ev'ry  faint. 

PSALM    LXVIII.    Ver.   17,  iS.    Second  Part. 

Long  Meiie. 

Chkist's  Afcetif>ont  and  the  Gift  of  the  Spirit. 

1  T     OKD  when  thou  didft  afcend  on  high, 
JL  j  Ten  thoufand  angels  fili'd  the  fl<y; 

Thole  heav'niy  guards( around  thee  wait, 
Like  chariots  that  attend  thy  it:: 

2  Not  Sinai's  mountain  could  appear 
More  glorious  when  the  Lord  was  there  ; 
While  he  pvonoune'd  his  dreadful  law. 
And  liruck  the  cholen  tribeo  with  awe. 


13$  PSALM        LXVIII. 

g     r?ow  hrivlif  the  ttiumph  none  can  tel!# 
J*  *itn  {';  :~  p<  w'r«  of  bell, 

That  thoui  captive  made, 

Were  all  in  chains  like  captives  led. 

4    Rais'd  by  his  Father  to  the  throne, 
He  fent  his  promig'd  fpjrit  down, 
With  gifts  and  grace  for  rebel  men, 
That  God  might  dwell  on  earth  again. 

?.-:ALM  LXVIII.  Ver.  i9   p,  20>  2|j  22.  Third  Part. 

'Prajfi/or  Temporal  Bhjfm^  ;   or,  &>*«<;»  a»/fo. 

flW    Mtrcia . 

1  T^T^1^1^  Lord' theJuft   the  good, 

V  V      VV  ho  fi  Is  our  hearts  with  heav-'n  y  food  ; 
Who  pours  his  blcfiingii  from  the  Ikies, 
And  loads  our  days  with  rich  fupplies, 

2  He  fends  his  fun  his  circuit  round,. 

To  cheer  the  fruits,  to  warm  the  ground  ; 
He  bids  the  couds,  with  plenteous  rain,  ' 
Refrefhthe  thirfty  earth  again. 

3  Tie  to  his  care  we  owe  our  breath, 
And  all  our  near  efcapes  from  death  : 
Safety  and  health  to  God  belong  ; 

he  heals  the  weak,  and  guards  the  firong, 

4  He  makes  the  faint  and  finner  prove 
The  common  bltffinga  of  his  love, 
But  the  wide  difi'rcnce  that  remains 
is  endkisjoy  or  endlefs  pain*. 

5  'The  Lord,  that  bruia'd  the  ferpent's  head, 
On  al!  the  ferpent's  Iced  mall  tread, 

The  llubborn  tinner's  heart  confound, 
And  fa, he  him  with  a  laftiqg  wcund. 

6  But  his  ri^ht  hand  his  faints 'mall  raiie 
I  i on.  the  deep  earth,  01  deeper  feas  ; 


P    S    A    L    M        LXIX.  137 

And  bring  them  to  his  court  above, 
There  fnalithey  taiie  his  fpecial  love. 

PSALM    LXIX.     Vcr.     i,    14.     Firft     Part. 
CommonMetre. 

The  Suffering?  of  Christ  for  our  Salvation, 

5  ,s    O  A  VE  me»  O  G.od,  the  fwe-Iiqg  floods, 

O"    Break  in  upon  my  foul  : 
"    I   fink  ;  and  furrows  o'crrr.y  head 
*'   Like  mighty  waters  roil. 

2*  *'  I  cry  'till  all  my  voice  be  gor 
•«'  In  tears  I  w 
«*  My  God,  behold  v:\  .yes, 

*'  And  fhorten  thy  delay. 

g  t{  They  hate  my  foul  vvithot 

fv   And  ilil.  their  na  ;  ws  ; 

"  More  than  the  hairs  arflund  my  he?.  J, 
"  And  mighty  are  my  foes, 

4  <■  *Twas  then  1  paid  that  dreadful  debt 
"   That  men  could  never  pay, 
"•  And  gave  tKofe  honors  to  thy  law 
"   Which  finnerstook  away.'"' 

5'  Thus,  in  the  great  Mefihh's  nam?, 
The  royal  prophet  mourns  : 
Thus  he  awakes  our  hearts  to  grief, 
And  gives  u*  joy  by  turns. 

6  "  Now  (hall  the  faints  rtjolce  and  iind 

"   Salvation  in  thy  name, 
e«   For  I  have  borne  their  h -avy  load 
"   Of  forrow,  pain,  and  ihame. 

7  "   Grief,  like  a  garment,  cloth'd  me  round 

"   And  fackcloth  was  my  drefs, 
11    While  I  procur'd  for  naked  iouls 
•«  A  robe  of  ri^hteoufnefo. 


ij3  ?    S    A    L    M        LXIX. 

ft    *'    Amongft:  my  brethren  and  the  Jew* 
"    Mike  a  ftrangcr  Mood, 
*'  And   bore  their  vile  reproach  to  brin^ 
"  The  Geojtucs  near  to  God. 

9   "    I  came  in  finful  mortals  Head 
M  To  do   my  Father's  will  : 
u  Yet  when  I  e'eans'd  my  Father's  houfe, 
*'  They  fcandaliz'd  my  zeal. 

id  "  My  faftings  and  my  holy  groans 
"    Were  made  the  drunkard's  fong  ; 
*'    But  God  from  his  ctlcltial  throne 
"  Heard  my  complaining  tongue. 

li    *:  He  fav'd  me  from  the  dreadful  deep, 
«'   Where  fears  befet  me  round  ; 
*'  He  raib'd  and  fx'd  my  finking  feet 
**   On  well  eftablifh'd  ground. 

12    •■  'Twas  in  a  mol  accepted  hour, 
4i   My  prayer  arofc  on  high, 
"   And  for  my  fake 'my  God  (hall  hear 
'■  The  dying  finncr's  cry." 

PSALM    L^IX.    14,  2?,  26,  io,  32.   Second  Part. 
Common  Metre. 

The  Pajfion  ar.d  Exaltation  of  Chri  sr. 

1  "]^TOW   let  our  lips  with  holy  fear 
JL  ^1     And  moutnfu!  pleafure  fing 

1  he  fuff'rings  of  our  great  high-Frielt, 
The  forrows  of  our  King. 

2  He  finks  in  floods  of  deep  diftrefs  ; 

How  high  the  waters  rife! 
While  to  his  heav'niy  Father's  ear 
fend*  perpetual  cries. 

3  "   Hetir  me,  O  Lord,  and  fave  thy  Son, 


Y    S    A    L    M        LXIX.  IJ9 

'*  Why  fhould  thy  fav'rite  look  like  one 
M   Forfaken  or  thy  grace  ? 

4  •«   With  rage  they  perfecute  the  man 

••   That  groans  beneath  thy  wound, 
«•   While  for  a  fucrince  I  pour 
♦«  My  life  upon  the  ground. 

5  «<  They  tread  ray  honour  to  the  du(r, 

M   And  'a  ugh  when  I  complain; 
m  Their  Pnarp  infulting  (landers  add 
**   Frefh  anguiih  to  my  pain. 

6  '•   All  my  reproach  is  known  to  thee, 

"  The  fcandal  and  the  fhame  ; 
•*   Reproach  has  broke  my  bleeding  heart, 
•*  And  lies  defd'd  my  name. 

y   t{   I  look'd  for  pity,  but  in  vain  ; 
•*   My  kindred  are  my  grief; 
•'   1  aik  my  friends  for  comfort  round, 
■*   But  meet  with  no  relief. 

S  "  With  vinegar  they  mock  my  thirll, 
'■  They  give  me  gali  for  food  ; 
$t  And  fporting  with  my  dying  groans, 
'•  They  triumph  in  my  b  ood. 

9  *'   Shine  into  my  diftrefTed  foul^ 

M   Let  thy  companion  fave  ; 
"  And  tho*  my  flefh  fink  down  to  de2th, 
"   Redeem  it  from  the  grave. 

10  "  1  ftiall  arife  to  praife  thy  name, 

"  Shall  reign  in  worlds  unknown  j 
i:   And  thy  faivation,   O  my  God, 
"  Shall  feat  me  en  thv  throne.*' 





'■-  P     8     A     L     M        LXIX. 

A  L  M    LXix.    Third  Part.    Common  Metre 
Chest's  Obe<Uence  and  Death  ;  or,   GOD  ghrtfi 
and  Sinners  faved. 

1  "C'ATHER,  Ujngrhywt  r2cet 
JL      I  blefs  my  Saviour's  name, 

he  nought  falvrftion  for  the  poor, 
And  bore  the  Tinners  (tiamt. 

2  His  deep  dfftre/s  has  rais'd  us  high, 

His  fluty  an^  his  : 
FulfiH'd  the  law  which  mortals  broke* 
And  fiaifh'd  ail  thy  will. 

$    His  dyirr^groang,   his  living  fongn 
Shall  better  pleafc  my  God. 
Than  haip  or  trumpet's  folernn  found, 
Than  goat's  or  bu;:ock's  blood. 

4  Thil  ftSall  h*s  humble  follow'rs  fee, 

And  jet  their  hearts  at  reft  ; 
They  by  his  dtatfa  draw  near  to  thee, 
And  live  for  ever  blcft. 

5  Let  heav'n  and  all  that  dwell  on  high 

To  God  their  voices  raife, 
While  lands  and  feas  aflift  the  ftf, 
And  join' I4  advance  his  praife. 

6  Zion  is  thine,  moft  holy  God, 

Thy  Son  (ha1.*  blefs  hrr 
And  gfory  purchas'd  by  his  b'ood 

For  thine  own  tfral  waits. 
t  S  A  L  M     LXIX.     fir  ft  [ 

Christ  s    Pufil'm,  andj\nner]s    S 
I    ~1  \  &W  >n  our  hearts  let  us  to 
_JL>/Thc  deeper  furrows  of  our  Loi 
Eehold  the  riling  hillows  roll. 
To  overwhelm  his  hoi)  ! 


P    S     A     L    M        LXTX.  141 

2  In  loner  complaints,  he  fpende  his  breath, 
While  IidOs  of  htrP,  and  pow'rs  of  death. 
And  all  the  fons  of  ma  ice  join 

To  execute  their  curs'd  defign. 

3  Yet,  gracious  God    thy  pow'r  and  !ov~ 
Has  made  the  curfe  a  biefling-  prove  ; 
Thole  dreadful  fuflvingsof  thy^Jon 
Atou'd  for  crimes  which  we   have  done. 

4  The  pangs  of  our  expiring  Lord, 
The  honors  of  thy  law  reitor'd  : 
His  fprrows  made  thy  juitice  known, 
And  paid  for  follies  not  his  own, 

5  O  for  his  fake  our  guilt  forgive, 
And  let  the  mourning  (inner  live  : 

The   Lord  will  hear  113  in  his  name* 

Nor  (hall  our  hope  be  turn'd  to  lhamc. 

P3ALM     LXIX.    Ver.     7.  &c.     Second  Tart. 
Long  Metre. 

Christ's  Suffering  and  ZeaJ. 

1  'HP  WAS  tor  our  fake,  eternal  God, 

X   T°7  Son  fuftain'd  that  heavy  load 
Of  bafe  reproach,  and  fore  dif^race, 
While  (hame  dciil'd  his  fa#red  fac. 

2  The  Jc-Af,  his  brethren  and  his  kin, 
Ahu»'d  the  Man  that  check'd  their  Ha  : 
Whi  e  he  fulfil  d  thy  holy  law*, 

They  hate  him,  but  without  a  caufe, 

3  »«   [My  Father's  houfe/'  faid  he,  "  was  made 
"    A  place  for  worfhip,   not  for  trr.de  ; 
Then,  fcutt^ing  all  their  gold  and  brals, 

He  fecurg'd  tiie  merchants  from  the  place. ~] 

£4   Zeal  for  the  temple  of  his  God 
Confttia'd  his  life,  expos  d  his  blood  : 


1    ' 

?4?  PSALM       LXX. 

Reproaches  at  thy  glory  thrown 

Me  felt  and  mourn'd  them  as  his  own.] 

5  [Mis  friends  forfook,    his  followers  fkct, 
While  foes  and  arms  furronnd  his  head  ; 
They  curfe  him  with  a  fbr.d'rous  tongue, 
And   the  falfc  judge  maintains  the  wrong. J 

6  [His  life  they  load  with  hateful  lies, 
And  charge  his  lips  with  blafphemies  : 
They  nail  him  to  the  fhameful  tree  ; 
There  hung  the  man  that  dkd  for  me.] 

5  But  God  beheld  ;  and,  from  his  throne, 
Marks  out  the  men  that  hates  his  Son  ; 
The  hand  that  rais'd  him  from  the  dead 
Shall  pour  the  vengeance  on  their  head. 

P  8  A  L  M    LXX.    Common  Metr* 
PrtieSion  againjl  Perfinal  Enemies. 
t    TN  hafte,  O  God,  attend  my  call, 
I.    Nor  hcrar  my  cries  in  vain  ; 
Oh  let  thy  fpeed  prevent  my  fall, 
And  ftill  my  hope  fullain, 
2  When  foes  infidious  wound  my  name, 
And  tempt  my  foul  ath  ay, 
Then  let  them  fail  with  lading  (hame, 
To  their  own  plots  a  prey. 

5  While  al!  that  love  thy  name  rejoice,     * 
And  glory  in  thy  word. 
In  thy  ialvation  raife  their  voice, 
And  magnify  the  Lord. 
4  O  thou  my  help  in  time  of  need, 
Behold  my  fore  diimay  ; 
In  pity  haOen  to   rny  aid, 
JNorlct  thygrav  delay. 


SAL    M        LXXI. 


*43 


P  8  A  L  M    LXXT.     5—9.    Firft  Part.  Com.  Metre. 
The  Aged  Saint's  R>jleawn  and  Ficpe. 

1  ~j\/T  ^  God,   my  everlafung  hope, 
JLV  JL    1  ^ve  upon  thy  truth  ; 

Thine  hands  have  held  my  childhood  up, 
And  ftrengthen'd  all  my  youth. 

2  My  flefh  was  fafhion'd  by  thy  pow'r 

With  all  thefe  limbs  of  mine 
And  from  my  mother's  painful  hour 
I've  been  entire,  y  thine. 

3  Still  has  my  life  new  wonders  [een 

Repeated  cv'ry  year; 
Behold  my  days  that  yet  remain, 
I  trufl  them  to  thy  care. 

4  Caft  me  not  off  when  ftrength  declines, 

When  hoary  hairs  a  rife  ; 
And  round  me  let  thy  glory  mine, 
Whene'er  thy  ftrvant  dies. 

5  Then  in  the  hifl'ry  of  my  age, 

When  men  review  my  days, 
They'll  read  thy  love  in  ev'ry  page, 
In  ev'ry  line  thy  praife. 
PSALM  LXXI.   15,  14,  16,  23,  22,  24.  Second  Parf^ 
Christ  our  Strength  and  Right  eoufnsfs. 

1  T\/TY  Saviour»  ™Y  almighty  Friend, 
|VX    When  I  begin  thy  praife, 
VJ'here  will  the  growing  numbers  end, 

The  numbers  of  thy  grace? 

2  Thou  art  my  eveilafting  truft, 

Thy  goodnefs  I  adore  ; 
And  fince  I  kwew  thy  graces,  firft 
I  fpeak  thy  glories  more. 


"4  P    S    A    L    M        LXXI. 

3  My  feet  fha!:  tmvel  all  the  length 

Of  the  celeftial  road, 
And  march  with  course  in  thy  ftrermth 
To  fte  my  Father  God. 

4  Vv  hen  I  rm  filPd  with  fore  diftrtfs 

For  fome  furprifmg  fin, 
I'll  p'ead  thy  perfect  righteoufucfs, 
And  mention  none  but  thine. 

5  How  will  my  lips  rejoice  to  tell 

The  visft'ries  of  my   King  !   ' 
My  foul,   redeem'd  from  fin  and  hell, 
Shall  thy  faction   iing. 

6  [My  tongue  frail  a!:  the  day  proclaim 

My  Saviour  and  my  God, 
His  death  has  brought  my  foes  to  frame, 
And  fav"d  tne  by  his  blood.] 

7  Awake,  awake,  my  tuneful  pow'rs; 

With  this  delightful  fong 
Til  entertain  the  darkeft  hours, 
Nor  think  the  feafon  long. 
PSALM    LXXI.     17-21.     Third  Part, 
7 he  aged  Cfoifihm's  Prayer  and  Song  ;   or,  Old  /ge, 

Death  and  the  Refurnftion. 
1    /""*  OD  of  my  childhood,   and  my  youth, 
V_X    The  guide  of  all  my  days, 
I  have  deCibr'd  thy  heav'niy  truth, 
And  to  d  thy  wond'rous  ways. 
2 Wilt  thou  forfske  my  hoary  hainj, 
And  leave  my  fainting  heart  ? 
Who  frail  fullain  my  finking  years 
If  God  my  II length  depart  ? 

3    Lei  me  thy  power  and  truth  proclaim 
Bcfoie  the  rffing  age, 


PSALM        LXXIZ.  7.1 

And  leave  a  favour  of  thy  name 

When  I  (hall  quit  the  flage.  % 

4  The  land  of  filence  and  of  death 

Attends  my  next  remove  ; 
Oh  may  thefe  poor  remains  of  breath 
Teach  the  wide  world  thy  love  ! 

Pause. 

5  Thy  righteoufnefs  is  deep  and  high, 

Unfearchable  thy  deeds  ; 
Thy  glory  fpreads  beyond  the  &y, 
And  all  my  praife  exceeds. 

6  Oft  have  I  heard  thy  threat'nings  roar, 

And  oft  endur'd  the  grief: 
But  when  thy  hand  has  prell  me  fore, 
Thy  grace  was  my  relief. 

f   By  long  experience  havj  I  known 
Thy  fov'reign  power  to  fave  ; 
At  thy  command  I  venture  down 
Securely  to  the  grave, 

8   When  I  lie  buried  deep  in  dud, 
My  flefh  mall  be  thy  care; 
Thefe  vvither'd  limbs  with  thee  I  truft 
To  raife  them  tfrong  and  fair. 

PSALM   LXXII.    FirftParr.    Long  Metre. 
7%  Kingdom  of  Christ. 

1  /"^REA-^  God,   whofe  univerfal  fway 
VJF  The  known  and  unknown  worlds  obey, 
Now  give  the  kingdom  to  thy  Son, 

Extend  his  power,   exalt  his  throne. 

2  Thy  fceptre  well  becomes  his  hands, 
Ail  heav'n  fubmits  to  his  commands  ; 
His  juftice  (hall  avenge  the  poor, 
And  pride  ?.nd  rage  prevail  no  more. 

I 


146  PSALM        LXXII. 

3  With  pow'r  he  vindicates  tlie  juft, 
And  treads  th'  opprefibr  in  the  dud  ; 
His  worfhip  and  his  fear  fhail  laft, 

Till  hours,  and  years,  and  time  be  paft. 

4  As  rain  on  meadows,  newly  mown,, 
So  (hall  he  fend  his  influence  down  : 
His  grace  on  fainting  fouls  difti's, 
Like  heav'nly  dew  on  thirfty  hills. 

5  The  heathen  lands  that  lie  beneath 
The  (hades  of  overfpreading  death, 
Revive  at  his  firft  dawning  light, 
And  defarts  bio  (Torn  at  the  fight. 

6  The  faints  (hall  flourifh  in  his  days, 
Dreft  in  the  robes  of  joy  and  praife  ; 
Peace  like  a  river  from  his  throne 
Shall  flow  to  nations  yet  unkown. 

PSALM    LXXII.    Second  Part.    Long  Mecr:. 

Christ's  Kingdom  among  the  Gentiles. 

1  TESUS  (hall  reign  where'er  the  fun 
J     Does  his  fuccefiive  journeys  run  : 
His  kingdom  ftretch  from  fhore  to  fliorc 
Till  moons  (hall  wax  and  wane  no  more. 

2  f  Beheld  the  nations  with  their  kings  ; 
There  Europe  her  beft  tribute  brings  ; 
From  north  to  fouth  the  princes  meet 
To  pay  their  homage  at  his  feet. 

3  There  Perfia,  glorious  to  behold. 
And  India  (nines  in  eaftern  gold  ; 
While  wellern  empires  own  their  Lord, 
And  favage  tribes  attend  his  word.] 

4  For  Vum  (hall  end'efs  pray'r  be  made, 
,\i\d  widlefa  praife 8  crown  his  hettd  ; 


PSALM       Lxxnr.  i47 

His  name  like  fweet   perfume  (hall  rife 
With  every  morning  facrilice: 

5  People  and  realms  of  every  tongue 
Dwell  on  his  love  with  fweet  ell  long  ; 
And  infant- voices  mall  proclaim 
Their  early  bleffings  on  his  name. 

6  Bleffings  abound  where'er  he  reigns  ; 
The  joyful  pris'ner  burfts  his  chains  : 
The  weary  hod  eternal  red, 

And  all  the  fons  of  want  arc  bleft. 

7  [Where  he  difplays  his  healing  power, 
Death  and  the  curie  are  known  no  mere  : 
In  him  the  tribes  of  Acam  boalt 

More  bleffings  than  their  father  loft. 

8  Let  every  creature  rife  and  bring 
Peculiar  honors  to  our  king  : 
Angels  defcend  with  fongs  again, 
And  earth  repeats  the  loud  amen  ] 

PSALM    LXXIII.    Firrt   1'art.     Common    Metre. 

Affliacd  Saints  Happy,  and  prof pcrous  f.nners  Curfed. 

NOW  I'm  convine'd  the  Lord  is  kind 
To  men  of  heart  fincere, 
Yet  once  my  foolifh  thoughts  repin'd, 
And  bord'red  on  defpair. 

:  I  griev'd  to  fee  the  wicked  thr've, 

And  fpoke  with  angry  breath, 
f  How  pleafant  and  profane  they  live  : 

M  Plow  peaceful  is  their  death  ! 
U    With  well  fed  fleft  and  haughty  eyea 

11  They  lay  their  fears  to  flcep  : 
P  Agafnft  theheav'ns  their  Hantfers  rife, 

•'  While  faints  in  filence  weep. 


,4g  PSALM        LXXIII. 

4  "  In  vain  I  lift  my  hands  to  pray, 
m   And  dearie  my  heart  in   vain  \ 
<•    For  i  amchait'ned  ail  the  day, 
<<  The  night  renews  my  pain," 

c   Yet  while  my  tongue  indirg'd  complaints, 
I  felt  my  heart  reprove  : 
<«  Sure  1  (hall  thus  offend  thy  faints, 
•«  And  grieve  the  man  I  love." 
6  But  dill  I  found  my  doubts  too  hard, 
The  conflict  too  fevere  : 
Tih  I  retir'd  to  fearch  thy  word, 
And  learn  thy  fecrets  there, 
1  There,  as  in  fome  prophetic  glafs, 
I  law  the  finner  fit 
High  mounted  on  a  flipp'ry  place, 
Befide  a  iiery  pic. 

8  1  heard  the  wretch  prophanely  boait. 

1  Till  at  thy  frown  he  fell  ; 
His  honors  in  a  dream  were  loft, 
And  he  awakes  in  hell. 

9  Lord,  what  an  envious  fool  I  was  ! 

How  like  a  thoughtlefs  be  alt  ! 
Thus  to  fufpeft  thy  promis'd  grace, 
And  think  the  wicked  bleft. 

10  Yet  I  was  kept  from  full  defpair, 

Upheld  by  power  unknown  ; 
That  bieffed  hand  that  broke  the  fnare 
Shall  guide  me  to  thy  throne. 

PSALM  LXXIII.  23—28.  Second  Part.  Com.  Mc 

GOD  our  Portion  here  and  hereafter, 
1   £"*%  OD,  my  fupporterand  my  hope, 
VJT    My  help  forever  near, 


PSALM        LXXIII.  149 

Thine  arm  of  mercy  held  me  up 
WheB  linking  in  defpair. 
3  Thy  counfels.   Lord,  (hall  guide  my  feet 
Thro'  life's  bewildered  race,- 
Thine  hand  conduit  me  near  thy  feat, 
To  dwell  before  thy  face. 

3  Were  I  in  heav'n  without  my  God, 

'T  would  be  no  joy  tome; 
And  whilft  this  earth  is  my  abode, 
I  long  for  none  but  thee. 

4  What  if  the  fprings  of  life  were  broke, 

And  flefh  and  heart  mould  faint, 
God  is  my  foul's  eternal  rock, 
The  ftrength  of  every  faint. 

C.   Beho'd  the  fmners  that  remove 
Far  from  thy  prefence  die  ; 
Not  all  the  idol-gods  they  love 
Can  fave  them  when  they  cry. 
6  Bat  to  draw  near  to  thee,  my  God, 
Shall  be  my  fweet  employ  ; 
My  tongue  (hall  found  thy  works  abroad, 
And  tell  the  world  my  joy. 

PSALM  LXXIII.  21,  3,  6,  17—20.  Long  Metre, 
The  Profperily  of  SJnncrs  curfeJ. 

1  a      ORD,  what  a  thoughtlefs  wvelch  was  I, 
|__y  To  mourn,   and  murmur;   and  repine, 

To  fee  the  wicked  plac'd  ou   high, 
In  pride  and  robes  of  honour  fhine. 

2  But,  Oh  their  end,  their  dreadful  end  ! 
Thy  fan&uary  taught  me  fo  : 

On  flipp'ry  rocks  1  fee  them  ftand, 
And  fiery  billows  roll  below. 


tjp  V    S    A     L    M        LXXIII. 

S   Now  let  them  boaft  how  tail  they  rife, 
I'll  nevrr  envy  (hem  ngnin, 
There  they  may  Hand  with  haughty  eyes, 
Till  thty  plunge  deep  in  endlefs  pain. 

4  Their  fancy'd  joys  how  fad  they  flee  ! 
Like  dreams,  as  fleeting  and  as  vain  ; 
Their  fongs  of  fofteft  harmony, 

Arc  but  a  prelude  to  their  pain. 

5  Now  I  efteem  their  mirth  and  w'ne, 
Too  dear  to  purehafe  with  my  blood  ; 
Lord,  'tis  enough  that  thou  art  mine, 
jVJy  life,  my  portion  and  my  God. 

PSALM    LXXIir.     Short  Metre. 

The  Myfiery  of  Providence  unfolded. 

1  QURE  there's  a  righteous  God,, 
v3  Nor  is  religion  vain  ; 

Tho'  men  of  vice  may  boall  aloud, 
And  men  of  grace  complain. 

2  1  faw  the  wicked  rife, 
And  felt  my  heart  repine, 

While  haughty  fools  with  fcomful  eyes, 
In  robes  of  honour  fiiine. 

5    [ Pamper'd  with  wanton  eSfe, 
Their  flcfh  looks  full  and  fair, 
Their  wealth  ro  Is  in  like  flowing  fcas, 
And  grows  without  their  care. 

4  Free  from  the  plagues  and  pains 
That  pious  fouls  endure, 
Thro*  all  their  life  opprefiion  reigns, 
And  nicks  the  humble  poor. 

3  Their  impious  tongues  blafphtme 
The  everlafting  God  ; 


PSALM        LXXIV.  151 

Their  malice  blafts  the  good  man's  name, 
And  fpreads  their  lies  abroad. 

6  But  I  with  flowing  tears 
Indulg'd  my  doubts  to  rife  ; 

'*  Is  there  a  God  that  fees  or  hears 
"  The  things  below  the  fides  r"J 

7  The  tumult  of  my  thoughts 
Held  me  in  hard  fufpenfe, 

Till  to  thy  houfe  my  feet  were  brought 
To  learn  thy  juftice  thence. 

8  Thy  word  with  light  and  pow'r, 
Did  my  miftake  amend  ; 

I  view'd  the  finners  life  before, 
But  here  I  learnt  their  end. 

9  On  what  a  flipp'ry  fteep 
The  thoughtlefs  wretches  go  ; 

And  Oh  that  dreadful  fiery  deep 
That  waits  their  fall  below  I 

10  Lord,  at  thy  feet  1  bow, 
My  thoughts  no  more  repine  : 

I  call  my  God  my  portion  now, 
And  all  my  pow'rs  are  thine. 

?SA§^    LXXIV.    Common  Me' re. 
The  church  pleading  with  GOD  under  for •eperficution 

1  TXTILL  God  forever  caft  us  off  l 

VV     His  wrath  forever  fmoke 
Againft  the  people  of  his  love — 
His  little  chofen  flock  ? 

2  Think  of  the  tribes  fo  dearly  bought 

With  their  Redeemer's  blood  i 
Nor  let  thy  Zion  be  forgot, 
Where  once  thy  glory  flood. 


ij*  PSALM       LXXIV. 

a   Lift  up  thy  fret,  and  march  in  hade, 
Aloud  our  ruin  calls  ; 
See  what  a  wide  and  fearful  waftc 
Is  made  within  thy  walls. 

4  Where  once  thy  churches  pray'd  and  fang, 

Thy  foes  profanely  rage  ; 
Amid  thy  gates  their  enfigns  hang, 
And  there  their  hofts  engage. 

5  Mow  are  the  feats  of  worfhip  broke  f* 

They  tear  the  buildings  down, 
And  he  that  deals  the  heavieft  ilrokc 
Procures  the  chief  renown. 

6  With  flames  they  threaten  to  deftroy 

Thy  children  in  their  reft  ; 
u  Come  let  us  burn  at  once*'  (they  cry) 
'•  The  temple  and  the  prieft. 

7  And. ft?]]  to  heighten  our  diftreft, 

Thy  prefer ce  is  withdrawn  ; 
Thy  wonted  figns  of  power  and  grace, 
Thy  power  and  grace  are  gone. 
3  No  prophet  fpeaks  to  calm  our  grief, 
But  all  in  fience  mourn  ; 
Nor    know  the  times  of  our  relief, 
The  hour  of  thy  return. 

Pause 

9  How  long,  eternal  God,  how  long 

Shall  men  of  pride  b'afpheme  ; 
Shall  faints  he  made  their  endlef*  fongj 
And  bear  immortal  fhame  ? 

10  Canft  thou  forever  fit  and  hear 

Thy  holy  name  proOanM— 
And  trill  thy  jealoufy  forbear, 
And  flill  withhold  thy  hand  > 


PSALM        LXXV.  i*3 

I]    What  ftrange  deliv'rance  haft  thou  (hewn. 
In  ages  long  before  ? 
And  now  no  other  God  we  own, 
No  other  God  adore. 

12  Thou  didft  divide  the  raging  fea 

By  thy  refiftlcfs  might, 
To  make  thy  tribes  a  wondrous  way 
And  then  fecure  their  flight. 

13  Is  not  the  world  of  nature  thine, 

The  darknefs  and  the  day  ? 
Didft  thou  not  bid  the  morning  mine 
And  mark  the  fun  his  way  ? 

14  Kath  not  thy  power  form'd  ev'ry  coaft, 

Ar.d  fet  the  earth  its  bounds, 
With  fummer's  heat,  and  winter's  froft, 
In  theii  perpetual  rounds  ? 

15  And  (hall  the  fons  of  earth  and  duft 

That  facred  power  b'afpheme  ! 
Wih  not  thy  hand  that  form'd  them  fir  ft 
Avenge  thine  injured  name  ? 

16  Think  on  the  cov'nant  thou  haft  made, 

And  all  thy  woidsof  :ove  : 
Nor  let  the  birds  of  prey  invade 
And  vex  thy  trembling  dove. 

1 7  Our  foes  would  triumph  in  our  blood 

And  make  our  hope  their  jeft  ; 
Plead  thine  own  caufe,  almighty  God, 
And  give  thy  children  reft. 

PSALM    LXXV.    Long    Metre 

Praife  to  God  for  the  return  of  Peace. 

O  thee,  moft  high  and  holy  God, 

To  thee  our  thankful  hearts  we  rafts ; 

1  3 


T 


5>4  P     S     A    L    M       LXXVL 

Thy  works  declare  thy  iS^me  abroad 

Thy  wond'rous  works  demand  our  praife, 

2  To  flavYy  doom'd,  thy  chofen  Tons 

Beheld  their  foes  triumphant  rife  ; 
Am!  fore  oppreft  by  eatthly  thrones, 
They  fought  the  fcv'reign  of  the  ikies. 

3  'Twas  then,  great  God,  with  equal  povv'r, 

Arofe  thy  veng'ance  and  thy  grace, 
To  fcourge  their  legions  from  the  ftore, 
And  fave  the  remnant  of  thy  race. 

4  1'hy  hand  that  form'd  the  rtfllcfs  main, 

And  rear'd  the  mountain's  awful  head, 
Bade  raging  feas  their  courfe  retrain, 
And  defart  wild.*,  receive  their  dead. 

5  Such  wonders  never  come  by  chance. 

Nor  can  the   winds  fuel)  bkffinga  blow; 
*Tis  God  the  judge  doth  one  advance, 
'Tis  God  that  lays  another  low. 

6  Let  haughty  tyrants  fink  their  pride, 

Nor  lift  fo  high  their  fcornful  head  ; 
But  lay  their  impious  thoughts  afide, 
And  own  the  empire  God  hath  made. 

P  S  A  L  M     LXXVI.     Common  Metre. 

Jfrael  faved,  and the  JJjrtans  defiroyed ';  or,  GOVi 
Vengeance  again]}  bis  enemies  proceeds  from  hk 
Church. 

i    TN  Judah  God  of  old  was  known  j 
X    His  name  in  Ifrael  great  ; 
In  Salem  ftood  his  holy  throne, 
And  Zion  was  his  feat. 

2   Among  the  praifes  of  his  faints, 
His  dwelling  there  he  cliofe  ; 


PSALM        LXXVL  15 

There  he  recelv'd  their  juft  complaints, 
Againft  their  haughty  foes. 

3  From  Zion  went  his  dreadful  word, 

And  broke  that  threat'ning  fpear  ; 
The  bow,  the  arrows,  and  the  fword, 
And  cruftVd  the  Afiyrian  war. 

4  What  are  the  earth's  wide  kingdoms  elfe 

But  mighty  hills  of  prey  ? 
The  hill  on  which  Jehovah  dwells 

Is  glorious  more  than  they. 
c  Twas  Zion's  King  that  (lopp'd  the  breath 

Of  captains  and  their  bands  : 
The  men  of  might  fleep  faft  in  death, 

That  quells  their  warlike  hands. 

6  At  thy  rebuke,  O  Jacob's  God, 

Both  horfe  and  chariot  fell  : 

Who  knows  the  terror  of  thy  rod  ? 

Thy  veng'ance  who  can  tell  ? 

7  What  pow'r  can  (land  before  thy  fight 

When  once  thy  wrath  appears  r 
When  heav'n  fliines  round  with  dreadful  l'ght, 
The  eartli  adores  and  f.ars. 

5  When  God  in  his  own  lov'reign  ways 

Comes  down  to  favc  th'  oppreft, 
The  wrath  of  mah  fhall  work  his  praife, 
And  he'll  reftrain  the  reft. 

9  [Vows  to  the  Lord,  an«  tribute  bring, 

Ye  princes  fear  his  frown  : 
His  terrors  (hake  the  proudeft  king, 
And  finite  his  armies  d.»wn. 

10  The  thunder  of  his  (harp  rebuke 

Our  haughty  foe?  fhall  feel  i 


35<5  P    S    A    L    M       LXXVir. 

For  Jacob  s  God  hath  not  forfook, 
But  dwells  in  Zion  ftill] 

PSALM  LXXVII.  Firft  Part.    Common  Metre, 
Melancholy  ajfaulting,  and  Hope  prevailing. 

I    r  a  ^O  God  I  cry\]  with  mournful  voice, 
X      I  fought  his  gracious  ear, 
In  the  fad  hour  when  trouble  rofe, 
And  fill'd  my  heart  with  fear. 

3  Sad  were  my  days,  and  dark  my  nights, 
My  foul  refus'd  relief; 
I  thought  on  God,  the  juft  and  wife, 
But  thoughts  increas'd  my  grief. 

3  Still  I  complain'd  and  ftill  oppreft, 

My  heart  began  to  break  ; 
My  God,  thy  wrath  forbade  my  reft, 
And  kept  my  eyes  awake. 

4  My  overwhelming  forrows  grew1. 

Till  I  could  fpeak  no  more; 
Then  I  within  myfelf  withdrew, 
And  call'd  thy  judgments  o'er. 

5  I  call'd  back  years  and  ancient  time* 

When  I  beheld  thy  face ; 
My  fpirit  fearch'd  for  fec/et  crimes 
That  might  withhold  thy  grace. 

6  I  call'd  thy  mercies  to  my  mind, 

Which  I  enjoy 'd  before  ; 
And  will  the  Lord  no  more  be  kind  5 
His  face  appear  no  more  ? 

7  Will  he  forever  caft  me  off? 

His  promife  ever  fail  ? 
Has  he  forgot  his  tender  love  ? 
Shall  anger  ftill  prevail  ? 


P    3    A    L    M        LXXVII.  If? 

8  But  I  forbid  this  hopelefs  thought, 

This  dark,  defpairing  frame, 
Rememb'ring  what  thy  hand  has  wrought ; 
Thy  hand  is  dill  the  fame. 

9  I'U  think  again  of  all  thy  ways, 

And  talk  thy  wor.ders  o'er, 
Thy  wonders  of  recov'rin^  grace, 
When  flefh  could  hope  no  more. 

10  Grace  dwelt  with  juftice  on  the  throne  ; 

And  men  that  love  thy  word, 
Have  in  thy  fancluary  known 
The  counfeU  of  the  Lord. 
PSALM  LXXVII.    Second  Part.      Common    Metre 
Comfort  derived  f rem  ancient  Providence  :   or,  If  rat 
delivered  from  Egypt,  and  brought  to  Canaan. 

1  «   y  T  O  W  awful  is  thy  chaft'ning  rod  V 

JLi(May  thy  own  children  lay;) 
■■  The  great,  the  wife,  the  dreadful  God  ! 
**  How  holy  is  his  way  »" 

2  I'll  meditate  his  works  of  old, 

Who  reigns  in  heav'n  above  J 
I'll  hear  his  ancient  wonders  told. 
And  learn  to  truft  his  love, 

3  He  faw  the  houfe  of  Jofeph  ly 

With  Eygpt's   yoke  oppreft  ; 
Long  he  delay'd  to  hear  their  cry  / 
Nor  gave  his  people  reft. 

4  The  fons  of  pious  Jacob  feem'd 

Abandon'd  to  their  foes  ; 
But  his  almighty  arm  redeem'd 
The  nation  wlion  he  chofe. 

5  Fsom  flavifh  chains  he  fets  them  free,  > 

They  follow  where  he  calls ; 


J  53  PSALM        LXXVIIL 

He  b?.de  them  venture  through  the  fea, 
And  made  the  waves  their  walls. 

6  The  waters  faw  thee,  mighty  God, 

The  waters  faw  thee  come  ; 
Backward  they  fled,  and  frighted  flood, 
To  make  thine  armies  room. 

7  Strange  W2S  thy  journey  through  the  fea, 

Thy  footfteps,  Lord,  unknown  ; 
Terrors  attend  the  wondrous  way 
That  brings  thy  mercies  down. 

8  [Thy  voice  with  terror  in  the  found 

Through  clouds  and  darknefs  broke; 
All  heav'n   in  lightning  fhone  around, 
And  earth  with  thunder  fhook. 

9  Thine  arrows  through  the  fkies  were  huil'd ; 

How  glorious  is  the  Lord  / 
Surprize  and  trembling  feiz'd  the  worM, 
And  all  his  faints  ador'd. 
io  He  gave  them  water  t'rom  the  rock  ; 
And,  lak  by  Mofes*  hand, 
Through  a  dry  defert  led  his  flock 
To  Canaan's  promis'd  land.  J 
P  S  A  L  M  LXXVIII.    Fira  Part.     Common  Metre. 
Providence  of  GOD  recorded;  or,  Pious  education  and 

Jnjlruclon  oj  C  hilar  en. 
I    "        ET  children  hear  the  mighty  deccis 
JLi  Which  God  perform'd  of  old, 
Which  in  our  younger  years  we  faiffj 
And  which  our  fathers  told. 
3   He  bids  us  make  his  glories  known  ; 
His  works  of  powV  and  grace  : 
And  we'll  convey  his  wonders  down 
Through  cVnrrifing  race- 


PSALM        LXXVIir.  150 

3  Our  lips  (hall  tell  them  to  our  Tons, 

And  they  again  to  their's 
That  generations  yet  unborn 
May  teach  them  to  their  heirs, 

4  Thus  {"hall  they  learn  in  God  alone 

Their  hope  fecurely  ftands, 
That  they  may  ne'er  forget  his  works, 
But  practice  his  commands, 
PSALM   LXXVIII.     Second  Parr.    Common  Metre. 

JfraeVs    Rebellion  and  Punftment  ;    or,  Thefms  nnJ 

Chajhfements  of  GO  ITS  people. 
I    ^"X   WHAT  a  Riff  rebellious  houfe 
V_x    Was  Jacob's  ancient  race! 
Talfe  to  their  own  moil  folernu  vows, 
And  to  their  Maker's  grace  1 

3   They  broke  the  cov'rtant  of  his  love, 
And  did  ti is  laws  flefpifc; 
Forgot  the  works  he  wrought  to  prove 
His  pow'r  before  their  eyes  I 

3  They  faw  the  Plagues  on  Egypt  'light 

From  his  evenging  hand  : 
What  dreadful  tokens  of  his  might 
Spread  o'er  the  itubborn  land  ! 

4  They  faw  him  cleave  the  mighty  fea, 

And  march'd  with  fafety  through, 
With  wat'ry  watts  to  guard  their  way. 
'    'Till  they  had  'fcap'd  the  foe. 

5  A  wond'rous  pillar  mark'd  the  road, 

Compos'd  of  made  and  light ; 
By  day  it  provM  the  fhelt'ring  cloud, 
A  leading  fire  by  night. 

6  He  from  the  rock  their  thirfl  fupplied  i 

The  gufhing  waters  flow'd.,. 


ido  PSALM       LXXVlir. 

And  ran   in  rivers  by  their  fide, 
Along  the  defert  road. 

7  Yet  they  provok'd  the  Lord  Mod  High, 

And  (iar'd  diltruft  his  hand  ; 
"  Can  Ik*  with  bread  our  holt  fupply 
41  Amidft  this  barren  land  V 

8  The  Lord,  with  indignation,  heard, 

And  caus'd  his  wrath  to  flame  I 
His  terrors  ever  (land  prepar'd 
To  vindicate  his  name. 
PSALM  LXXVIII.  Third  Part.  Common  Metre. 

The  Pun'ijhment   of  Luxury  and  Intemperance ;    or> 
Chajlijemcnt  and  Salvation, 

1  TTTHEN  Ifrae!  finn'd,  the  Lord  reprov'd, 

V  V      And  nll'd  their  hearts  with  dread  '? 
Yet  he  forgave  the  men  he  lov'd, 
And  fent  them  heav'nly  bread. 

2  He  fed  them  with  a  lib'ral  hand, 

And  made  his  treafures  known  ; 
He  gave  the  midnight  clouds  command 
To  pom-  proviiion  down. 

3  The  manna  like  a  morning  fhow'r 

Lay  thick  around  their  feet  ; 
The  food  of  heav*n,  fo  light,  fo  pure  ; 
As  tho'  'twere  angels  meat. 

4  But  they  in  murm'ring  language  faid. 

"  Is  manna  all  our  feaft  ,? 
"   We  loath  this  light,  this  airy  bread; 
"  We  mult  have  flefh  to  tafte." 

5  "  Ye  (hall  have  flefli  to  pleafe  your  luft," 

The  Lord  in  wrath  jeply'd, 
And  fent  them  quails  like  fand  or  duft, 
lieap'd  up  on  ev'ry  fide. 


PSALM        LXXVIII,  161 

6  Fie  gave  them  al!  their  own  defire  ; 
And  greedy  as  they  fed, 
His  veng'ance  burnt  with  fecret  fire, 
And  fmote  the  rebels  dead. 

y   When  fome  were  flain  the  reft  retmn'd, 
And  fought  the  Lord  with  tears; 
Under  the  rod  they  ftar'd  and  mourn'd, 
But  foon  forgot  their  fears. 

8   Oft  he  chaftis'd,   and  dill  forgave, 
'Till  by  his  gracious  hand 
The  nations  he  refolved  to  fave, 
PoflViVd  the  promis'd  land. 
PSALM  LXXVIII.    Ver.  3Z.    4th  Part.   Long  Metre, 
Bacijlidhig  and   Forgivsnefs  ;    or,    Sin  piitvjti d  an:I 
Saints  faved. 

1  /^1  RE  AT  God,  how  oft  did  Ifrael  prove 
VJT    By  turns  thine  anger,  and  thy  love  ? 
There  in  a  glafs  our  hearts  may  fee 

How  fickie  and  how  faife  they  be. 

2  How  foon  the  faithlefs  Jews  forgot 

The  dreadful  wonders  God  had  wrought ; 
Then  they  provok'd  him  to  his  face, 
Nor  fear  his  pow'r,  nor  truft  his  grace. 

3  The  Lord  confum'd  their  years  in  pain, 
And  made  their  travels  long  and  vain  ; 
A  tedious  march  thro'  unknown  ways 

Wore  out  their  ftrength,  and  fpent  their  days, 

4  Oft  when  they  faw  their  brethren  flain, 
They  mourn'd  and  fought  the  Lord  again  ; 
CalL'd  him  the  Rock  of  their  abode, 
Their  high  Redeemer  and  their  God. 

5  Their  prayers  and  vows  before  him  rife 
Aa  flatt'ring  words  or  fo'lemn  lies, 


i6z  PSALM        LXXIX. 

While  their  rebellious  tempers  prove 
Falfe  to  his  cov'nant  and  his  love. 

6  Yet  could  his  fov'reign  grace  forgive 
The  men  who  ne'er  deferv'd  to  live  ; 
Kis  anger  oft  away  he  turn'd, 

Or  eifc  with  gentle  flame  it  turn'd. 

7  He  faw  their  flefh  was  weak  and  frail, 
He  faw  temptations  fti!l  prevail  ; 

The  God  of  Abra'm  lov  d  them  flill, 
And  led  them  to  his  holy  hill. 

PSALM    LXXIX.     Long  Metre, 
*  For  the  difirefs  of  War, 

1  "O  EROLD,  O  God,  what  cruel  foes, 
JS3   Thy  peaceful  heritage  invade  ; 
Thy  holy  temple  ftands  dehTd, 

In  dufl  thy  facred  walls  are  laid. 

2  Wide  o'er  the  vallfes,  drench'd  in  llood, 
Thy  people  fall'n  in  death  remain  ; 

T  he  fowls  of  heav'n  their  fielh  devour, 
And  favagc  beafts  divide  the  flain. 

3  Th1  infulting  foes,  with  impious  rage, 
Reproach  thy  children  to  thy  face  ; 

44   Where  is  your  God  of  boafied  pow'r, 
<c   And  where  the  promife  of  his  grace. '* 

4  Deep  from  the  prifon's  horrid  glooms 
Oh  hear  the  mournful  captives  figh 
And  let  thy  fov'reign  power  reprieve 
The  trembling  fouls  condemn'd  to  die. 

5  Let  thofe,  whodar'd  t'  infi^t  thy  reign, 
Return  riifmay*d  with  cjidiefs  fhame. 
While  heathens,  who  thy  grace  defpife, 
Shall  frorfl  thy  vengeance  learn  thy  name* 


PSALM        LXXX.  163 

6  So  fhall  thy  children,  freed  from  death, 
External  fongs  of  lienor  raife, 
And  every  future  age  fhall  tell 

Thy  fov'reign  po  wer  and  paid'ning  grace. 

PSALM      LXXX.       Long    Metre. 

The  Church's  Prayer  under  j^JJltHion  ;    cr,  The  Vine" 
yard  of  GOD  wafted. 

1  /^  REAT  Shepherd  of  thine  Ifrael, 
V_X  Who  didft  between  the  cherubs  dwtl', 
And  led  the  tribes,  thy  chofen  fheep, 
Safe  thro'  the  defert  and  the  deep  : 

2  Thy  church  is  in  the  defert    Lord, 
Shine  from  on  high,  and  light  afford  ; 
Turn  us  to  thee,  thy  love  reltore, 
We  fhall  be  fav'd  and  figh  no  more. 

3  Great  God,  whom  heav'nly  hods  obey, 
How  long  (hall  we  lament  and  prav  : 
And  wait  in  vain  thy  kind  return  ? 
How  long  [hall  thy  fierce  anger  burn  ? 

4  Inftead  of  wine  and  cheerful  bread, 
Thy  faints  with  their  own  tears  are  fed  5 
Turn  us  to  thee  thy  love  reftore, 
We  (hall  be  fav'd  and  figh  no  more. 

Pause     I. 

5  Had  thou  not  planted  with  thy  hands 
A  lovely  vine  in  heathen  lands  ? 
Did  not  thy  power  defend  it  round. 
And  heav'nly  dews  enrich  the  ground  ? 

6  How  did  the  fpreading  branches  moot, 
And  blefs  the  nations  with  the  fruit  ; 
Cut  now,  dear  Lord,   look  down  and  fee 
Thy  mourning  vine,  thy  lovely  tree. 


PSALM       LXXXL  164 

7  Why  is  her  beauty  thus  defacM  ; 
Why  ha!l  thou  laid  her  fences  wafte  ? 
Strangers  and  foes  againft  her  join, 
And  every  bead  devours  the  vine. 

8  Return,  almighty  God,  return  ; 
Nor  let  thy  bleeding  vineyard  mourn  : 
Turn  us  to  thee,  thy  love  reflore, 
We  mall  be  fav'd,  and  iigh  no  more. 

Pause     II. 

9  Lord,  when  this  vine  in  Canaan  grew, 
Thou  wait  its  ftrength  and  glory  too  I 
Attacked  in  vain  by  all  its  foes, 

Till  the  fair  Branch  of  promife  rofe. 

10  Fair  Branch,  ordain'd  of  old  to  fhoot 
From  David's  ftock,  from  Jacob's  root  } 
Himfelf  a  noble  Vine,  and  we 

The  kfler  branches  of  the  tree  : 

1 1  'Tis  thy  own  Son  ;  and  he  (hall  ftand 
Girt  with  thy  ftrength  at  thy  right  hand  j 
Thy  fir  ft -born  Son,  adorn'd  and  bled 
With  power  and  grace  above  the  reft, 

I  2   Oh  !   for  his  fake  attend  our  cry, 
Shine  on  thy  churches  left  they  die  : 
Turn  us  to  thee,  thy  love  reftore, 
We  (hall  be  fav'd  and  figh  no  more. 

PSALM  LXXXI.    Ver.    1,8-16.    Short    Metre. 

7 be   warning   of  GOD  to  his  people  ;  or,    Spiritual 
Bkjjings  and  Punijhment. 

I    QING  to  the  Lord  aloud, 
O   And  make  a  joyful  noife  ; 
God  is  our  ftrength,  our  Saviour  God  J 
Let  Ilrael  hear  his  voic*. 


16^  PSALM        LXXXII. 

%  *  From  idols  falfe  and  vain 

*«  Prcferve  my  rights  divine  ; 
«J  I  am  the  Lord  who  broke  thy  chain 
•'  Of  flavery  and  of  fin. 

3  «<  Sretch  thy  defires  abroad, 

«*  And  I'll  fupply  them  well; 
M  But  if  ye  will  refufe  your  God, 
**   If  Ifrael  will  rebel  ; 

4  "  I'll  leave  them,"  faith  the  Lord, 

««  To  their  own  lufts  a  prey, 
«*  And  let  them  run  the  dang' rous  road  ; 
"  Tis  their  own  chofen  way. 

5  M  Yet,  O  !  that  all  my  faints 

•«   Would  hearken  to  my  voice  ! 
««  Soon  I  would  eafe  their  fore  complaint?, 
**   And  bid  their  hearts  rejoice. 

$  ««  While  I  deflroy  their  foes 
•'  I'll  richly  feed  my  flock, 
<«  And  they  (hall  tafte  the  ft  ream  that  flows 
"  From  their  eternal  rock." 

PSALM    LXXXII.    Long  Metre. 

« 
COD  thefuprcme  Governor;  or,  MagiJIrates  warned. 

I       A    MONG  Kb?  affemblies  of  the  great, 
/\  A  greater  Ruler  takes  his  feat  ; 
The  God  of  heav'n,  as  judge,  furveys 
Thofe  gods  on  earth,  and  all  their  ways. 

%  Why  will  ye  frame  oppreffive  laws  ? 
Or  why  fupport  th1  unrighteous  caufe  ? 
When  will  ye  once  defend  the  poor, 
That  foes  may  vex  the  faints  no  more. 

3  They  know  not,  Lord,  nor  will  they  know  ; 
Dark  are  the  ways  in  which  they  go  $ 


PSALM         LXXXIir.  l66 

piw  name  of  earthly  Gods  11  vain, 
For  they  (hall  fall  and  die  like  men. 
4  Arifc,  O  Lord,  and  let  thy  Son 
PofTefs  his  um'verfal  throne, 
And  rule  the  nations  with  his  rod  ; 
He  is  our  judge:  and  he  our  God. 
*    S    A    L    M        LXXXIir.    short  Metre. 
^  Complaint  againd  Perfection. 

1  A    ND  will  the  God  of  grace 
Ji\    Perpetual  filence  keep  > 
The  God  of  Juftice  hold  his  peace, 

And  let  his  vengeance   deep  : 

2  Behold  what  curfed  fnares 

The  men  ofmifchief  fpread 
The  men  that  hate  thy  faints  and  thee 
Lift  up  their  threatening  head. 

3  Againfl:  thy  hidden  ones 

Their  counfels  they  employ, 
And  ma  ice,  with  her  watchful  eye, 
Purfues  them  to  defiroy. 

4  "   Come,  let  us  join/'  they  cry, 

"  To  root  them  from  the  ground, 
"  Till  not  the  name  of  faints  remain, 
"  Nor  mem'ry  mall  be  found." 

5  Awake,  almighty  God, 

And  call  thy  wrath  to  mind  ; 
Give  them,  like  forefls,  to  the  £re, 
Or  (kibble  to  the  wind. 
5  Convince  their  madnefs,  Lord, 

And  make  them  ferk  thy  name  : 
Crdfc  their  ftulb  >rn  rage  confound, 
xh'di  the y  moy  die  iu  fiiame. 


PSALM        LXXXIV.  167 

7  Then  (hall  the  nation?  know 
Thy  gloiious  dread-ful  word, 
Jehovah  is  thy  name  alone. 

And  thou  the  fov'reign  Lord. 
PSAL  M    LXXXIV.    Firft  Part.    Long  Metre. 
The  Phafure  of  Public  IVorJli^ 

1  TJO'-V  pleLfant,   how  divinely  fair, 
jLJl  O  Lord  of  hofts  thy  dwe  lings  are  ! 
With  long  defire  my  fpirit  faints, 

To  meet  th'  atfembies  of  thy  faints. 

2  My  flefh  would  reft  in  thine  abode  ; 
My  panting  heart  cries  out  for  God 
My  God  !   my  King  !    why  fhould  I  be 
So  far  from  a!l  my  joys  and  thee. 

3  The  fparrow  chufes  where  to  reft, 
And  for  her  young  provides  her  neft  ; 
But  will  my  God  to  fparrows  grant 
That  pleafure  which  his  children  want  ? 

4  Bled  are  the  faints  who  fit  on  high, 
Around  thy  throne  above  the  flcy  ; 
Thy  brighteft  glories  mine  above, 
And  all  their  work  is  praife  and  love. 

5  BVft  are  the  fouls  who  find  a  place 
Within  the  temples  of  thy  grace  ; 
There  to  behold  thy  gentler  rays, 

And  feek  thy  face  and  learn  thy  praife. 

-6  Blcft  are  the  men  whefe  hearts  are  fet 
To  find  the  way  to  Zion's  gate  ; 
God  is  their  (Length  ;  and  thro'  the  road 
They  lean  upon  their  helper,  God. 

7   Cheerful  they  walk  with  growing  (Length, 
Till  all  ikall  meet  in  heaY'n  at  length  j 


M  P    g    A    L    M        LXXXIV. 

Till  all  before  thy  face  appear, 
And  join  in*noblcr  worfhip  there. 
P  S  A  L  M   LXXXIV.   Second  Part.     Long  Metre. 
GOD  and  his  Church  ;    or,  Grace  and  Glory, 

1  /~1  RE  AT  God,  attend  while  Zion  fmgs  ' 
VJ  The  joy  that  from  thy  prefence  fprings . 
To  fpend  one  day  with  thee  on  earth 
Exceeds  a  thoufand  days  of  mirth. 

2  Might  I  enjoy  the  meaneft  place 
Within  thy  houfe,  O  God  of  grace, 
Not  tents  of  eafe,  nor  thrones  of  power 
Should  tempt  my  feet  to  leave  thy  door. 

3  God  is  our  fun,   he  makes  our  day; 
God  is  our  fhield,  he  guards  our  way 
From  all  th'  affauits  of  hell  and  fin, 
From  foes  without  and  foes  within. 

4  All  needful  grace  will  God  beftow, 
And  crown  that  grace  with  glory  too  : 
He  gives  us  all  things,   and  withholds 
No  real  good  from  upright  fou's. 

5  O  God.  our  King,   whofe  fov'reigu  fway 
The  glorious  heirs  6f  heav'n  obey, 

And  devils  at  thy  prefence  flee, 

Bled  is  the  man  that  trutts  in  thee. 
PSALM  LXXXIV.  ver  i,  2,  3,  10.  Paraphrafed.  C.  M. 
Delight  in  Ordinances  of  zvorfiip  ;  or,  GOD  prefent 
in  his  Churches. 

jJVA    To  which  thy  God  reforts  ! 
'Tis  hcav'n  to  fee  his  fmiling  face, 

Though  in  his  earthly  courts. 
3   There  the  great  monarch  of  the  fkiei 

His  faving  pow'r  difplays, 


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PSALM        LXXXIV. 
p.  S  A  L  M    LXXXIV.    As  the  148th  Pfalm. 
Longing  for  the  Houfc  of  COD. 
CRD  of  the  words  above, 
,    j   How  pleafant  and  how  fair: 
The  dwellings  of  thy  love, 
Thy  earthly  temples  are  f. 
To  thine  ahodc 
My  heart  afpires 
With  warm  defires 
To  fee  my  God. 

i  The  fparrow  for  her  young 
With  pleafurc  feeks  a  neft, 
And  wandering  fwallows  long 
To  find  their  wonted  reft  » 
My  fpirit  faints 
With  equal  zeal 
To  rife  aad  dwell 
Among  thy  faints. 

2  O  happy  fouls  that  pray, 

Where  God  appoints  to  hear  : 
Q  happy  man  that  pay 

Their  conaant  fervice  there  I 
They  'praife  thee  fti.U  J 
And  happy  they 

That  love  the  way 
To  Zion's  hill. 
a  They  go  from  ftrength  to  ftrength* 
Thro'  this  daik  vale  of  tears, 
>Till  each  arrives  at  length, 
'Till  each  in  heav'n  appears  ; 
O  glorious  feat, 
When  God  our  King 
Shall  thither  bring 
Our  willing  feet  I 


PSALM        LXXXV.  i?1 

5  To  fpend  one  facred  day, 

Where  God  and  faints  abide, 
Affords  diviner  joy 

Than  thoufan  i  day?  befide". 
Where  God  reforts, 
1  lov-  it  more 

To  keep  the  door 
Then  (hine  in  courts- 

6  God  is  our  fun  and  (hield 

Our  light  and  our  defence  ; 
With  gifts  our  hands  are  rl 'I'd, 
We  draw  our  blcffings  thence  : 
He  fhall  bellow 
On  Jacob's  race 
Peculiar  grrce 
And  glory  too. 

?   The  Lord  his  people  loves : 

His  hand  no  good  Withholds 
From  thofe  his  heart  approves, 
From  pure  and  pious  fouls  : 
Thrice  happy  he, 
O  God  of  hoib, 
Whofe  fpirit  truftii 
Alone  in  thee. 

PSALM  LXXXV.  Ver.  i,  8.  Firft  Part.  Long  Metre. 

Wailing  for  an  dnfwer  to  Prvyer  ;   or,  Deliverance 

Begun  and  Complected. 

1  '        ORD,  thou  haft  call'd  thy  grace  to  mind, 

%^A  Thou  haft  revcrs'd  our  heavy  doom  ; 
So  God  forgave  when  Ifrael  firin'd, 

And  brought  his  vsr.dring  captives  home, 

2  Thou  bFifb  begun  to  fit  us  free, 

And  made  thy  lierceft  wrath  abate  : 


i72  PSALM        LXXXV. 

Now  let  oui  hearts  be  tuinM  to  thee, 
And  our  falvatiod  be  complete. 

3  Revive  our  dying  graces.  Lord, 

And  let  thy  (amis  in  thee  rejoice  ; 
Make  known  thy  tuvtb,  fulfill  thy  word  ; 
We  wait  for  praifc  to  tune  our  voice. 

4  Wc  wait  to  hear  what  God  will  fay  ; 

He'll  fpeak  and  give  his  people  peace  : 
But  let  them  run  no  more  aftray, 
Le(l  his  returning  wrath  inert  afe. 
fSALM  LXXXV.   Ver.  9,  fcc.  Second  Fart.  L.  M. 

Salvation  ly  Christ. 
I    QALVATION  is  forever  nigfc 

And  grace,  defcending  fram  on  high, 
Fre(h  hopes  of  glory  mad  afford. 

5  Mercy  and  truth  on  earth  are  met, 

Since  Chrift  the  Lord  came  down  from  heav'n 
Bv  his  obedience  fo  complete 

Juftice  is  pleau'd  and  peace  is  gfv'n. 

3  Now  truth  and  honor  fnah  abound, 

Re  igion  dwell  on  earth  again, 
And  heav'nly  influence  bid's  the  ground 
In  our  Redeemer's  gentler  reign. 

4  His  righteoufnefs  is  gene  before, 

To  give  us  fiee  acctfs  to  God  ? 
Cur  wand'ring  ieet  (hall  ftray  rro  more, 
But  mark  his  fteps,  and  keep  the  road. 

PSALM    I.XXXVI.    \V.8~13.   Common  Metre. 

A  general  Song  oj  Praife  to  GOD. 
j       A    MOKG  the  princes,  earthly  gods, 
j£~\   There's  none  hath  pow'f  divine \ 


PSALM        LXXXVII.  175 

Nor  is  their  nature:  mighty  Lord, 
Nor  are  their  works  like  thine. 

%  The  nations,  thou  haft  made  (hall  bring 
Their  off 'rings  round  thy  throne  ; 
For  thou  alone  doft  wond'rous  things, 
For  thou  art  God  alone. 

3  Lord,  I  would  walk  with  holy  feet, 

Teach  me  thine  heav'n1)-  ways 
And  all  my  wand  ring  tha.Hghts  unite 
In  God  my  Father's  praife. 

4  Great  is  thy  rrnrcy,  znd  my  tortgU* 

Shall  thofe  ftvcet  wonders  tell, 
How  by  thy  grace  my  ftnkfrig  foul 
'Rofe  from  the  de;pr»  of  hell. 

PSALM  LXXXVII.      Long  Metre. 
The  Church  the  Birth  Place  of  the  Saints  ;  or  Jew* 
and  Gentiles  united  in  the  Ghrifttan  Church, 

1  f'O  Din  his  earthly   tttnple  lays 

VJ    Foundation  for  hisheavVv  praife; 
He  lik'd  the  tents  of  JaJob  well, 
But  Itill  in  Sion  loves  to  dwell. 

2  His  mercy  vifits  ev'ry  houfe 

That  pay  their  night  and  morning  vows; 
But  makes  a  more  delightful  Ray, 
Where  churches  meet  to  praife  and  pray. 

3  What  glories  were  defcrib'd  of  old ! 
What  wonders  are  in  Sion  told  ! 
Thou  city  of  our  God  be'ow, 

Thy  fame  (hall  Tyre  and  Egypt  know. 

4  Egypt  and  Tyre,  and  Greek  and  J  \  , 
Shall  there  begin  their  lives  anrw  : 
Angels  and  men  (hall  join  to  hug 
The  hill  -.There  living  waters  fpring. 

K.  z  i 


»7*  PSALM        LXXXVIIf. 

5    When  God  makea  op  his  laft  account 
Of  natives  in  his  ho  y  mount, 
'Twill  be  an  honour  to  appear 
As  one  new  born  and  nourifh'd  there. 

PSALM     LXXXVIII.     As  the  113th  Pfalni. 
Lofs  rj  Friend*,   and  alfenee  of  Divine  Grace, 
I    f\  God  of  my  falvation,  hear 

V/    My  nightly  groan,  my  daily  pray'r, 

That  dill  employ  my  wafting  breath  \ 
My  foul  declining  to  the  grave, 
Implores  thy  fov'reign  PowV  to  five 
From  dark  defpair  and  lafting  death, 

%   Thy  wrath  lies  heavy  on  my  fou\ 
And  waves  of  forrow  o'er  me  roll, 

While  dufi  and  filcnce  fpread  the  gloom; 
My  friends,  belov'd  in  happier  days, 
The  d-ar  companions  of  my  ways, 
Defcend  around  me  to  the  tomb. 

3    As,  loft  in  lonely  grief  I  tread 

The   mournful  manftons  of  the  dead, 

Or  to  fome  thrcng'd  afiembly  go  i 
Thro'  all  alike  I  rove  alone, 
While,  here  forgotten,  there  unknown, 
The  change  renews  my  piercing  woe. 

\  And  why  will  God  neglect  my  call  ? 
Or  who  mail  profit  by  my  fall, 

When  life  departs  and  love  expires  ? 
Can  daft  and  darknefs  praife  the  Lord  ? 
Or  wake,  or  brighten  at  his  word, 

And  tune  the  harp  with  heav'nly  quires  ? 

;  Yet  thro'  each  melancholy  day, 
I've  pray'd  to  thee,  and  fV all  will  pray, 

Imploring  ltill  thy  kind  return 

But  oh  !  my  friends,  my  comforts  fled, 


Y    S    A    L    M        LXXXfX.  175 

And    all  my  kindred  of  the  dead 

Recai  my  wandering  thoughts  to  mourn, 

PSALM   LXXXiX.  Firft  Fart.  Long  Metre. 
The  Covenant  made  with  Christ  ;  or  the  trus  David* 
i    X?OREVERfliaj!  my  fontf  record 

Jj     The  truth  and  mercy  of  the  Lord  ; 

Mercy  and  tru:h  for  ever  (land 

Like  heav'n  eflabliuVd  by  his  hand. 

2  Tims  to  his  Son  he  fware  and  faid, 

»<  With   thee  my  covenant  firft  is  made  : 
««    In  thee  (hall  dying  fmners  live: 
"   Glory  and  grace  are  thine  to  give. 

3  "  Ee  thou  my  Prophet,  thou  my  Prieli  ; 
<{  Thy  children  ilia  1  be  ever  bieft  ; 

•■   Thou  art  niy  chofen  King,  thy  throne 
"   Slid  1  Hand  eternal  like  my  own. 
5    "  There's  none  of  all  my  fons  above 
{'   So  much  my  image  or  my  love  ; 
t;  Celellia!  ^owi's  thy  fubjcC-ls  are, 
'«  Then  what  can  earth  to  thee  compare  ? 

5  "  David,  my  fervant,  whom  I  chofe, 

41  To  guard  my  flock,  to  crufh  my  foes  ; 
"  And  rais'd  him  to  the  Jcwifh  throne, 
««  Was  but  a  (hadow  of  my  Son*" 

6  Now  let  the  church  rejoice  and  fing 
Jefus  her   Saviour  and  her  King  : 
Angela  his  hcav'nly  wonders  fhow, 
And  taints  declare  his  works  below. 

PSALM    LXXX1X.    Firft  Part.    Common  Metre. 

The  Faithfuhefs  of  GOD. 
I    "]\/j"Y  never-ceafing  fong  (hall  fhow 
XVJ.   The  mercies  of  the  Lord  j 


Vjh  PSALM        LXXXrX. 

Anil  make  fucceedin£  a^es  know 
How  faithful  is  his  word. 

2  The  facred  truths  his  lip?  pronounce 

Shall  l;rm  as  heav'n  en. Jure; 
And  if  he  fpake  a  pro  mile  once, 
Th'  eternal  grace  is  furs. 

3  How  long  the  race  of  David  held 

The  promis'd  Jewifh  throne  ! 
But  there's  a  nobler  covenant  feal'd 
To  David's  greater  Son. 

4  His  feed  for  ever  (hall  pollers 

A  throne  above  the  flues ; 
The  meaneft  fubjects  of  his  grace 
Shall  to  that  glory  rife, 

5  Lord  God  of  hods,  thy   vvond'rous  ways 

Are  fung  by  faints  above: 
And  faints  on  earth  their  honours  raife 
To  thy  unchanging  love. 
PSALM  LXXX1X.    7,  &c.   Second  Part.   C.  Metre. 
The  Powsr  aad  Majejy  of  G  0  D  ,  or    Reverential 
rr/J/i 


WITH  revVence  let  the  faints  appear, 
And  bow  before  the  Lord, 
His  high  commands  with  rev'rence  hear, 
And  tremble  at  his  word. 

How  tcm'hle  thy   glories  rife  • 
How  bright  thine  armies  mine  1 

Where  is  the  power  with  thee  that  vies, 
Or  truth  compar'd  with  thine? 

The  Northern  Pole  and  Southern  reft 

On  thy  fupportim;  hand  ; 
Darknefs  and  Day  from  Eaft  to  Weft 

Move  round  at  thy  command. 


P    S    A    L    M        LXXXJX.  i77 

4  Thy  word  the  ragi'np-  winds  contioul, 
And   rule  the  boilt'rous  deep  ; 
Thou  naak'ft  the  fleepir.g  Liiio.'.s  sell, 
The  rolling  billows  fieep. 

5  Heav'n,  earth,  and  air,  and  fea  are  thine, 

And  the  dark  world  of  bell  ; 
They  fawth  ne  arm  in  veng'ance  mine 
When  Egypt  durft  rebel, 

6  juftice  and  judgement  are  thy  throne, 

Yet  v/ond'rou3  is  thy  grace  ! 
While  truth  and  mercy  join'd  in  one 
Jnvite  us  ntar  thy  fi.ee. 

V  S  A  L  M    LXXX1X.   ic,  fee.  Third  Parr. 

A  BUffid  GoffigL 

1  T)  LEST  are  the  fouls  who  hear  and  know 
JO  The  gofpei's  joyful  found  ! 

Peace  (hall  attend  the  path  they  go. 
And  .ight  their  fteps  fur  round. 

2  Their  joy  (hall  bear  t  heir  fpirits  tip 

Thro*  their  Redeemer's  name  ; 

Hib right eoufncfj  exa'.ts  fheir  hope 

And  611$  their  foes  with  (hame. 

3  The  Lord  our  grory  an 

Strength  and  falvatton  gives: 
Jfraei,  thy  King  for  ever  reigns, 
1  hy  God  for  evtr  lives. 
PSALM;  LXXXIX.  i%  fcc.  Fourth  Part.  Com.  Metre. 
Christ's  Mediatorial  Kingdom}  or  his  divine  and 
Human  Nature, 

1    TLTEAR   what  the  Lord  in  virion  fa  Id, 
iL  JL     ^nd  made  his  mercy  known  : 
,4   Sinners,  hehold,  your  help  is  Lid 
M  On  my  almighty  Son, 


i73  PSALM      LXXXIX. 

2    Behold  the  rrmi  my  wifdom  chofe 

.Among  your  royal  race  :  N- 

fi is  head  my  holy  oil  o'crflows, 

With  full  iupplte?  of  grace. 

3  High  (hall  he  reign  on  David's  throne, 

My  people's  better  King; 
My  arm  fhall  beat  his  rivals?  down. 
And  (till  new  fubje&s  bring. 

4  My  truth  (hall  guard  him  on  his  way, 

vVith  mercy  by  his  fide  ; 
While  in  my  name  o'er  earth  and  fea 
He  (hall  in  triumph  ride. 

5  Me  for  his  Father  and  his  God, 

He  (hall  for  ever  own, 
Call  me  his  rock,  his  high  abode, 
And  I'll  fupport  my  Son. 

6  My  firft  born  Son,  array'd  in  grace, 

At  my  right  hand  (hall  fit, 
Beneath  him  angels  know  their  pace, 
And  monarchs  at  his  feet. 

7  My  cov'nant  (lands  for  ever  faft, 

My  promifes  are  llrong  ; 
Firm  as  the  hcav'ns  his  throne  fhall  laft, 
His  feed  endure  as  long. 
PSALM  LXXXIX.    30.  &c.  Fifth  Part.  Com.  Met 
The  Covenant   of  Grace    unchrwgealk  \  or    Afiitfa 
without  Rtjed!  oru 

1  \7"£T   (faith  the  Lord )  if  David's  race, 

\      The  children  of   my  Son, 
Should  break  my  laws,  abufc  my  grace 
And  tempt  mine  anger  down  ; 

2  Their  fins  I'll  vifit  with  the  rod, 

And  make  their  folly  fa>art ; 


PSALM        LXXXIX.  K0 

But  I'll  not  ceafe  to  be  their  God, 
Nor  from  my  truth  depart. 

3  My  cov'nant  I  will  ne'er  revoke, 

Bat  keep  my  grace  ,"n  mind  ; 
And  what  eternal  love  hathfpoke: 
Eternal  truth  (hall  bind. 

4  Once  have  I  fworn  (I  need  no  more) 

x^nd  pledg'd  my  holinefs, 
To  feal  the  facred  promife  fure 
To  David  and  his  race. 

5  The  fun  mall  fee  his  offspring  rife 

And  fpread  from  fea  tofea. 
Long  as  he  travels  round  the  fkies 
To  give  the  nations  day. 

6  Sure  as  the  moon  that  rulca  the  night, 

His  kingdom  mall  endure, 
'Till  the  hx'd  laws  of  made  and  light 
Shall  be  obferv'd  no  more. 

PSALM    LXXXIX.  47,  fce.  Sixth    Part.  Lon^>  JfcfctPj 

Mortality  and  Hope.      [A  funeral  Pfa'm  ] 

1  TT>  EMEMBER,  Lord,  our  mortal  (late 
JlV    How  frail  our  life,  how  fnort  our  date! 
Where  is  the  man  that  draws  his  breath 

Safe  from  difeafe,  fecure  from  death. 

2  Lord,  while  we  fee  whole  nations  die, 
Our  flefli  and  ftrength  repine  and  cry, 
•*  Mull  death  for  ever  rage  and  reign  { 

u  Or  ball  thou  made  mankind  in  vain?" 

3  Where  is  thy  promife  to  the juft? 
Are  not  thy  fervants  tum'd  to  daft  ? 
But  faith  forbids  thefc  mournful  fighs, 
Aud  fees  the  fleeping  duft  arife. 


i$g  PSALM        LXXXTX. 

4  That  glorioui  hour,  that  tlreft&fiil  At  y 
Wipes  the  reproach  of  faints  away. 
And  clears  the  honour  of  thy  word  : 
Awake,  our  fouls,  and  bkfa  the  Lord. 
PSALM    LXXXLX.  Ver.  47,   &r.  La*  P#rt. 
As  ihe   113th   W«lnfr 
/.•/>,   Dtfrf/^.  and  the  Rtfurrefiion. 

1  rnpHTNK.  mighty  God,  on  feeble  man, 

'  j[      How  few  his  hours,  how  (hort  his  fpnn  ! 

Short  from  the  cradle  to  the  grave: 
Who  can  fecure  his  vital  breath 
Againft  the  bold  demands  of  death 

With  {kill  to  fly,  or  pow'r  to  fave  ? 

2  Lord,  (hall  it  be  for  ever  faid, 

««   The  race  of  man  was  only  made 

"   For  ficknefs,    forrow,  and  the  dull  ? 
Are  not  thy  fervants  day  by  day 
Sent  to  their  graves  and  turn'd  to  clay  ? 
Lord  where's  thy  kindnefs  to  the  jurt  ? 

3  Haft  tbou  not  prorruYd  to  thy  Son, 
And  all  his  feed,  a  heav'niy  crown  ? 

But  flefh  and  fenfe  indulge  defpair; 
For  ever  defied  be  the  Lord, 
That  faith  can  read  his  holy  word, 

And  find  a  refurre&ion  there. 

.14  Forever  blefTed  be  the  Lord, 

Who  gives  his  faints  a  long  reward. 

For  all  their  toil  reproach  and  pain  ; 
Let  al  below  and  all  above, 
Join  to  proclaim  thy  wond'rous  love, 

And  each  repeat  their  loud  Amen. 


PSALM        XC.  l3r 

P    S    A    L    M      XC.     Long   Metre. 

Man  Mortal,  and  GOD  EurnaL 

A  mournful  Song  at  a  Funeral. 
rlRO'  ev'ry  age,  eternal  God, 
Thou  art  our  reft,   our  fafe  abode  : 
High  was  thy  throne  e'er  hcav'n  was  made, 
Or  earth  thy  humble  foot  (tool  laid* 

2  Long  ha  Tit  thou  reigiTd  ere  time  began, 
Or  dull  was  fafhion'd  to  a  man  ; 

And  long  thy  kingdom  fnalj  endure 
When  earth  and  time  (hall  be  more. 

3  But  man,  weak  man,  is  born  to  die, 
Made  up  of  gu;!t  and  vanity  : 

Thy  dreadful  fentence,  Lord,  was  juft, 
<:    Return  ye  finners,   to  your  duft.'' 

4  [A  thoufand  of  our  years  amount 
Scarce  to  a  day  in  thine  account, 

Like  yeUerday's  departed  light  ; 

,Or  the  lad  watch  of  cndin  >:  mVht. 

P    A    U    S    E. 

5  Death,  like  an  overflowing  ftream. 
Sweeps  us  away  ;  our  life's  a  dream  : 
An  empty  tale  ;  a  morning  flow'r, 
Cut  down  and  wither'd  ir.  an  hour, 

6  [Our  age  to  feventy  years  is  fet  : 

How  (hort  the  time  !   how  frail  the  flats  ! 

And  if  to  eighty  we  arrive, 

We  rather  figh     and  groan  than  live. 

7  But  oh  how  oft  thy  wrath  appears^ 
And  cuts  oft  our  eapecled  years  i 
Thy  wrath  awakes  our  humble  dread  ! 
We  fear  the  povv'r  that  lirikes  us  dzzd.j 

L 


i2z  P    S    A    L    M      XO. 

8  Teach  us,   O  Lord,  how  frail  is  man  : 
And  kindly  lengthen  out  the  fpan, 
'Till  a  wife  care  of  piety 
Fit  us  to  die,  and  dwell  with  thee. 

PSALM    XC.    1—5.    FirftFart.    Common  Metr 
all,  and  GOD  Eternal. 

1  /"^U&   God,   oar  help  in  ages  pafl, 
\JF    Our  hope  for  years  to  come, 
Our  flicker  from  the  florin  y  blaft, 

And  our  eternal  home. 

2  Beneath  the  fhadow  of  thy  throne 

Thy  faints  have  dvfrelt  fecure  ; 
Sufficient  is  thine  arm  alone, 
And  my  defence  is  fu 

3  Before  the  hi'Is  in  order  flood, 

Or  earth  receiv'd  her  frame, 
From  everlafting  thou  art  God, 
To  endlcfs  years  the  time. 

4  Thy  word  commands  our  flefli   to  duft, 

"    Return  ye  fons  of  men ';'' 

All  nations  rofe  from  earth  at  firft 

And  turn'd  to  earth  again. 

5  A  thoufand  ages  in  thy  fight 

Are  like  an  ev'ning  gone ; 
Short  as  the  watch  that  ends  the  nfghS 
Before  the  rifing  dawn. 

6  [The  bufy  tribes  of  fleuYand  blood, 

With  all  their  lives  and  cares, 
Are  carried  downwards  by  the  flood, 
And  loft  in  following  years. 

7  Time,   like  an  ever  rolling  ftream, 

Bears  all  its  fons  away  : 


PSALM        XC.-  183 

They  fly  forgotten,   as  a  dream 
Dies  at  the  op'ning  day, 

8  Like  fh.nv'ry  fields  the  nations  flp.nd 

P-eas'd  with  tbe'morning  ~ight  : 
The  flow'rs  beneath  the  mower's  hand 
Lie  w'nh'rlnr  ere  'ii*  night.] 

9  Our  God,   our  help  in  ages  pad, 

Our  hope  to  come, 

Be  thou  our  guard  while  troubles  laft, 
And  our  tternal  home. 
PSALM  XC.  8;  1*,  2J  10;  12.  2d  Part,  Com.  Metre. 
hifir mines  nvJ  I .  >he ,ejfta  of  Sin  ;    or,   Lift, 

Old  Aget  and  Preparation  for  Death. 

1  T     ORD    if  thine  eyes  furvey  our  faults, 
JLi    And  juilice  grows  fevere, 

Thy  dreadful  wrath  exceeds  our  thoughts, 
An,d  burns  beyond  cur  fear. 

2  Thine  anger  turns  our  frame  to  duft: 

By  one  offence  to  thee, 
Adam,  with  all  h  have  loft 

Their  immortality. 

3  Life,   like  a  vain  amufement  flies, 

A  fable  or  a  fong  : 
By  fwift  degrees  our  nature  dies, 
Nor  can  our  joys  be  long. 

4  'Tis  but  a  few  whofe  days  amount 

To  threefeore  years  ami  ten  : 
And  all  beyond  that  Ihort  account 
Is  forrow,  toil,  and  pain. 

5  [Our  vitals  with  laborious  itrife 

Bear  up  the  crazy  load, 
And  drag  thefe  poor  remains  of  life 
Along  the  tirefome  road  J 


i«4  PSALM        XC. 

6  Almighty  God,  reveal  thy  love, 

And  not  thy  wrath   alone  : 
0\  let  our  fweet  experience  prove 
The  mercies  of  thy  throne. 

7  Our  fouls  would  learn  the  heav'nly  art 

T*  improve  the  hours  we  have, 
That  we  may  acl  the  wifer  part, 
And  live  beyond  the  grave. 

PSALM  XC.  Ver.  13,  &c.  Third  Part.  Com.  Metre; 
Breathing  after  Heaven. 

1  T>  ETURN,  OGod  of  love  return; 
JL\.    Earth  is  a  tirefome  place  : 

Low  long  fhall  we  thy  children  mourn 
Our  abfence  from  thy  face  ? 

2  Let  hcav'n  fucceed  our  painful  years, 

Let  tin  and  forrow  ceafe, 
And  in  proportion  to  our  tears 
So  make  our  joys  increafe, 

3  Thy  wonders  to  thy  fervants  fhow, 

Make  thy  own  work  cotnpleat; 
Then  fhall  our  fouls  thy  glory  know, 
And  own  thy  love  was  great. 

4  Then  fhall  we  fliiae  before  thy  throne 

In  ail  thy  beauty,  Lord  : 
And  the  poor  fervice  we   have  done 

Meet  a  divine  reward. 
P  S  A  L  M  XC.   Ver.  5,  to,  12.  Short  Met;:. 

7 he  frai'ty  and  Short nefs  of  Life, 
I    1"    ORD,  what  a  feeble  piece 
JL<  Is  this  our  mortal  frame  ! 
Our  life  how  poor  a  trifle  'tis, 

That  fearqe  defervca  the  came 


P    S    A    L    M       xcr.  1S5 

2  Alas,  the  brittle  clay- 
That  built  our  body  £rft  ! 

And  ev'ry  month,  and  ev'ry  day, 
'Tis  rnould'ring  back  to  duft» 

3  Our  moments  fly  apace, 
Our  feeble  powers  decay, 

Swift  as  a  flood  our  hafty  days 
Are  fwecping  us  away. 

4  Yet  if  our  days  mult  fly, 
We'll  keep  their  end  in  fight, 

We'll  fpend  them  all  in  wifdom's  way, 
And  let  them  fpeed  their  flight. 

5  They'll  waft  us  fooner  o'er 
This  life's  tempeftuous  fea, 

Soon  we  fhall  reach  the  peaceful  more     . 
Of  bleft  eternity. 

PSALM    XCI.  Ver.  1—7.  Firft  Part.  Lon.?  \ 

Safety    in   Public  Difeafes  .and  Dangers. 

3    TTE  that  hath  madelm  refuge  God, 
X  JL    Shall  find  a  mod  fecure  abode  ; 
Shall  walk  all  day  beneath  his  (hade. 
And  there  at  night  (hall  reft  his  i 

2  Then  will  I  fay,   "   My  God,  thy  pow'r 
**   Shall  be  my  fortrefs  and  my  tow'r, 

**    I  that  am  forrn'd  of  feeble  duft 

*'  Make  thine  almighty  arm  my  tvud/* 

3  Thrice  happy  man  !  thy  Maker'scare 

S  ball  keep  thee  from  the  fowler's  faare  3 
From  Satan's  wiles,  who  ftill  betrays 
Unguarded  fouls  a  thoufand  ways. 

J  lift   as  a  hen  protects  her  brood. 
From  birds  of  prey  that  fcek  thcirblood,        v 


i85  PSALM        XCL 

The   Lord  his  faithful  faints  (hall  guard 
And  tnrflcfs  life  be  their  reward.  - 

5  If  burning  beams  of  noon  confpire, 
To  dart  a  pc if  Hernial  fire, 

God  is  their  life,   his  wings  are  fpread 
Tofhield  them  with  an  healthful  ftiade. 

6  If  vapours  with  malignant  breath 
Kile  thick  and  fcatter  midnight  death, 
Ifrael  isfafe  :   the  potfon'd  air 
Giows  pure  if  Jfraei's  God  be  there. 

Pause. 

7  Wh$t  tho*  a  thoufand  at  thy  fide, 
Around  thy  path  ten  thoufand  dy'd, 
Thy  God  his  chofen  people  faves 
Amonjilthe  dead,  amidlt  the  graves. 

S  So  when  he  fent  his  angel  down 
To  make  his  wrath  in  Egypt  known, 
And  flew  their  fons,    his  careful  eye 
Paft  all  the  doors  of  Jacob  by. 

9  But  if  the  fire,  or  p'ague  or  fword, 
Receive  cbmmiffion  from  the  Lord, 
To  ftrike  his  faints  among  the  relL 
Their  very  pains  and  deaths  are  bleft. 

ic  The  fwordi   or  peflilence,  or  fire 
Shall  but  Fulfil  their  beft  deftre  ; 
From  fins  and  forrovv  fet  them  free 
And  bring  thy  children,  Lord,   to  thee. 

PSALM  XCL  9-16.  Second  Part.  Common  Metre 
Protection  from  Death,  Guard  of  Angels,  FtSory  and 
Deliverance- 
y\L  f>ns  of  men.,  a  feeble  ra-ce, 
Expo  ad  to  every  fqare, 


T 
p   s   a   l  m      xn.  is; 

Come  make  the  Lord  your  dwelling  place 

And  try  and  truft  bis  care. 
No  ill  (ball  enter  where  you  dwell; 

Or  if  the  plague  come  : 
And  fweep  the  w'eked  do-  n  to  hell', 

'Twill  raife  the  faints  on  high. 
He'll  give  his  ange  s  charge  to  keep 

Your  feet  in  all    heir  ways  . 
To  watch  your  pillow  while  you  deep, 

And  guard  your  happy  days. 
Their  hands  (hall  tear  you,  leaft  you  fall 

And  dafli  againd  the  ft  ones ; 
Are  they  not  fervants  at  his  call, 

And  fent  t'  attend  his  fons  ? 
Adders  and  lions  ye  mail  tread  ; 

The  tempters  wiles  defeat  : 
He  that  hath  broke  the  ferpent's  head 

Puts  him  beneath  your  feet. 
<«  Becau.fe  on  me  they  fet  their  love, 
"   I'll  fave  them,   faith  the  Lorci; 
"   I'll  beer  their  joyful  fouls  above, 

i(   Deliruction  and  the  fword. 
«  My  grace  mall  anfwer  when  they  call, 

■     In  trouble  I'll  be  nigh  : 
•«  My  pow'r  fliall  help  them  when  they  fall, 
«■   And  raiie  them  when  they  die. 
I  "  Thofe  that  on  earth  my  name  have  known, 
"    I'll  honor  them  in  heav'n  ; 
'«  Their  my  falvation  fliall  be  faown, 
"  And  endlcfs  life  be  gW'n*" 


388  PSA    L    m       xcir 

I'SALM    xcil.    Fir<,f<„.    Long,MetW 

S^  ^     A  Pfalm  for  th  Lord's  Day. 
WEET  h  the  work,  my  God.  my  King, 
lo  praiic  thy  name  ?ive  thanks  and  liner, 
Jo  (new  thy  love  by  mdrrting  light, 
And  talk  of  all  thy  truth  at  night. 

2  Sweet  is  the  day  of  facred  reft, 

No  mortal  can  ze  my  breaft, 

Oh  may  my  heart  in  tune  be  found, 
Like  David's  harp  of  fo'emn  found. 

3  My  heart  mall  triumph  in  my  Lord, 
And  btefs  hisworks,  an.  ,JS  WOrd  ; 
Thy  works.                  how  bright  they  mine' 
How  deep  thy  counfels  !  he 

4  Fools  never  raife  their  thoughts  h  high  ; 
Like  bmtcs  they  live    like  brutes  they  dies 
Like  grafs  they  flourifh,    till  thy  breath 
^!r  •  everhfting  death.  ' 

5  But  T  (hall  mare  a  glorious  part 
When  £race  hath  weli  refih'd  my  heart, 
And  frejh  fuppiies  of  joy  are  filed 

Lv  e  holy  Oil  to  cheer  my  head. 

6  Sin   (my  worfi  enemy* before) 

'  my  eyes  and  ears  no  more; 
rd  toe;,  mail  all  be  fl 
Nor  .Satan  break  my  pe>.ce  again, 

7  Then  (hall  I  fee.  and  hear,  and  know, 
Al)  I  defir'd,  or  wi^'d  below; 

And  every  power  find  fweet  employ, 
In  that  eternal  world  of  joy. 

FSAUfcxcn    Ver.  iz§kc.  ad  Part.  li„,  Metre. 
Vbe  Church  is  tU  garden  of  GOD. 
ORD,   'tis  a  pleafant  thing- to  Hand 
JLj  In  gardens  planted  by  thine  hand ; 


PSALM        XCIII.  *$9 

Let  me  within  thy  courts  be  feen 
Like  a  young  cedar  frelh  and  green. 

2  There  grow  thy  faints  in  faith  and  love, 
Eleii  with  thine  influence  from  above  ; 
Not  Lebanon  with  all  its  trees 

Yields  fuch  a  comely  fight  as  thrfe. 

3  The  plants  of  grace  fhaii  ever  live; 
(Nature  decays,  but  grace  mnft  thrive) 
Time,  that  doth  aH  things  elfe  impair, 
Still  makes  them  flcurifh  ttrong  and  faift 

4  Laden  v?hh  fruits  of  age  they  (hew, 
The  Lord  is  holy,  juil  and  true  ; 
None  that  attend  his  gates  lliall  find 
A  God  unfaithful  cr  unkind. 

PSALM  XCIII.  Firft  Metre.  As  the  iooth  Pfalm| 
The  Eternal  and  the  Sovereign  GOD* 

1  TEHOVAH  reigns  ;  he  dwells  in  light, 
J    Girded  with  maj-fty  and  might  : 
The  world  created  by  his  hands 

Still  on  its  firft  foundation  Hands. 

2  But  ere  this  fpacious  world  W3S  made 
Or  had  its  nni  foundation  laid, 
Thy  throne  eternal  ages  Hood, 

Thy  felt  the  ever  living  God. 

3  Like  floods  the  angry  nations  rife. 
And  aim  their  rage  again  ft  the  fkiee ; 
Vain  floods  that  aim  their  rage  fo  high! 
At  thy  rebuke  the  billows  die. 

4  For  ever  fhall  thy  throne  endure  ; 
Thy  promife  (lands  for  ever  furc  ; 
And  everiafting  holinef* 
Becomes  the  dwellings  of  thy  grace. 

k  5 


i?o  Psalm      xcnr. 

PSALM  XCIII.  Second  Mirtre.  As  rbc  old  50th  Pfalm, 
1  r  &  'HE  Lord  of  glory  reigns,  he  reigns  on  high; 
X     His  robes  of  Rate  are  llrength  and  rnajcity  ; 
This  wide  creation  rofe  at  his  command, 
Built  by  his  word,  eftabltfh'd  by  his  hand  : 
Long  (tood  his  throne  ere  he  began  creation, 
And  h;s  own  Godhead  is  the  hrro  foundation. 
2   God  isth'  eternal  king  ;  thy  foes  in  vain 
Raife  their  rebel  ions  to  confound  thy  reign  ; 
In  vain  the  (iorms;  in  vain  the  floods  arife, 
And  roar,  and  tofs  their  waves  againg  the  flues; 
Foaming  at  heav  n  .they  rage  with  wild  commotion 
But  heav'ns  high  arches  fcorn  the  fwelling  ocean. 
3  Ye  tempefts,  rage  no  more  ;  ye  floods,  he  (till, 
And  thou,  mad  world,  fubmiflive  to  his  will  ; 
Built  on  his  truth  his  church  muft  ever  (land  ; 
Firm  are  his  promifes,  and  ilrong  his  hand  . 
See  his  own  fons,  when  they  appear  before  hira, 
Bow  at  his  footftool,  and  with  ftar  adore  him. 
PSALM  XCIII.  Third  Metre.  As  the  old  nzd  Pfalm, 
I    fT1HELord   Jehovah  reigns. 

X      And  Royal  flate  maintains, 
His  head  with  awful  glories  crown'd  ; 
Array'd  in  robes  of  light, 
Begirt  with  fov'reign  might, 
And  rays  of  majefty  around. 

2  Upheld  by  thy  commands 
The  world  fecurely  ftands, 

And  Ikies  and  (tars  obey  thy  word  ; 

Thy  throne  was  fix'd  on  high 

Ere  ftars  adorn'd  the  fky  ; 
Eternal  is  thy  kingdom,  Lord. 

3  In  vain  the  noify  croud, 
Like  billows  fierce  and  loud, 


PSALM        XCIV.  191 

Againft  thine  empire  rage  and  roar  ; 

In  vain  with  angry  fpitc 

The  furlv  nations    ght, 
And  dalh  like' waves  againft  the  more, 

4  Let  floods  and  nations  rage, 
And  all  their  power  engage, 

Let  fueling  tides  affault  the  iky  ; 
The  terrors  of  thy  frown 
Shall  beat  their  madnefs  down  : 
Thy  throne  forever  (lands  on  high. 

5  Thy  promifes  are  true, 
Thy  grace  is  ever  new, 

There  fixU  thy  church  (hall  ne'er  remove  ; 

Thy  faints  with  holy  fear 

Shall  in  thy  courts  ?ppcar,     , 
And  fing  thine  everla&ing  love. 

ReJt  the  fourth  franz,  to  complete  the  Tune. 

PSALM  XCIV.    Vfr.X>,f*X4-    *?*  *■*•  £'Jr' 

S^schap/ed.  and  Sinners  grayed;  or,  fifr** 

,    g^  GOD5,   to  whom  revenge  belong?, 
\)   Proclaim  thy  wrath  aloud  : 
Let  foreign  power  redref*  our  wrongs, 
Letjuftice  fmite  the  proud. 
2  They  lay,  «'  The  Lord  nor  fees  nor  hears  : 
When  will  the  vain  be  wife  :   _ 
Can  he  be  deaf,  who  form  d  their  ears  I 
Or  blind  who  made  their  eyes  i 

3  He  knows  their  impious  thoughts  are  vain, 

And  they  (hall  feel  his  power  :  _ 

His  wrath  (hall  peirce  their  feus  with  pain 
In  fome  iurprifing  hour. 

4  But  if  thv  faints  deferve  rebuke, 

Thou  halt  a  gentler  rod  : 


J;~  p  s   a  l  m     kciv. 

tny  facrerl  bcfok 
Sha  I  make  them  know  their  God. 

bauds  chmlife, 
I  to  his  duty  draw  : 

Th7  makethy^j'il^titn  wile 

\¥hen  ibey  forget  thy  hvv. 

6  But  God  will  ne'er  call  oITliis  faints, 
Nor  his  own  promif< 
He  pardons  hifcinl 

For  iheir  Redeemer's  fake. 
PSALM  XCIV.  16---^  Second?**.  Com.  Metre. 
GOD  our  Support  ,W  Qomforl  ;  or,  Deliverance  from 
Temptation  aril  Persecution. 

7  V     -Aga,inft  my  numYous  iocs  ? 
VV  hiie  carta  and  hell  their  force  unite, 
And  all  my  hapes  oppofe. 
■2   Had  not  the  Lord,   my  rock,   my  help, 
SuftainM  my  fainting  head,  , 
My  life had  now  in  filence  dwelt. 
My  luul  amongit  the  dead. 

3  ««  Alas!   my  Hiding  feet  !"  I  cry 'J, 
^  Thy  pro/nile  bore  me  up  ; 

-thy  grace  flood  coriftattt  by  my  fide, 
And  rais'cl  my  finking  hope. 

4  While  multitudes  of  mournful  tjjouguti 
^  v*v  -thui  my  bofom  roll, 

Thy  boundlefs  love  forgives  my  faults, 

Thy  comfort*  cheer  my  foul. 
J  Pow'rs  cf-iniqufty  may  rife, 

And  frar.\n  pernicious  laws  : 
ZutC^J  my  refuge  rules  the  d:k$9 

lie  will  defend  my  caufe. 


PSALM        XCV, 

6  Let  m?.i:ce  veflt  her  rage  aloud, 
Let  bold  blafphemers  feoff; 
The  Lord  our  God  Pnalj  judge  the  proud, 
And  cat  th^  finners  off. 

P  S  A  L  M    XCV.     Common  Metre. 
A  Pfaltn  before  Prayer. 

2    O  INC  to  the  Lord  Jehovah  s  name, 
^3    And  in  his  ftrength  rejoice  ; 
When  his  falvatio'n  is  our  theme, 

Exalted  be  our  voice. 

2  With  thanks  approach  hi?  awful  fight, 

And  Ffalms  of  honor  fing  ; 
The  Lord's  a  God  of  boundkfs  might, 
The  whole  creation's  King. 

3  Let  princes  hear,  let  angels  know, 

How  mean  their  natures  iVem, 
Thofe  Gods  on  high,  and  Gods  below, 
When  once  compar'd  with  him. 

4  Earth,  with  its  caverns  dark  and  deep, 

JLies  in  his>  fpacious  hand  i 
He  f  x'd  the  feas  what  bounds  to  keep, 
And  where  the  hills  niuft,  Hand. 

5  Come,  asd  with  humble  fouls  adore, 

Come,  kneel  before  his  face  ; 
Oh  may  the  creatures  of  his  power 
Be  children  of  his  grace  1 

6  New  is  the  time,  he  bends  his  ear, 

And  waits  for  your  requeil ; 
Come,  left  he  rouie  his  wrath  and  fwear, 
•■  Ye  frail  not  (twisty  reft.*' 


194  P    S    A    L    M        XCV. 

PSALM    XCV.     Short  Metre. 
A  Pfa'm  before  Sermon. 

1  /^OME,  found  his  praife  abroad, 
V  V  And  hymns  of  g  ory  fing  : 
Jehovah  is  the  fov  reign  God; 

The  univtrfal  king, 

2  He  form'd  the  deeps  unknown  ; 

He  gave  the  feas  their  bound  : 
The  wat'ry  worlds  are  a]l  his  own, 
And  all  the  (olid  ground. 

3  Come,  wotfhip  at  his  throne, 

Come,  bow  before  the  Lord  : 
We  are  his  works,  and  not  our  own  '. 
He  form'd  us  by  his  word. 

4  To  day  attend  his  voice, 

Nor  dare  provoke  his  rod  : 
Come,  like  the  people  of  his  choice, 
And  own  your  gracious  God. 
5'  But  if  your  ears  refufe 

The  language  of  his  grace. 
And  hearts  grow  hard,  like  itubbom  Jew3, 
That  unbelieving  race. 

6  The  Lord,  in  vengeance  dreiVd, 
Will  lift  his  hand  and  fvvear, 
"  You  that  delpife  my  promis'd  reft, 
11   Shall  have  no  portion  there." 
PSALM     XCV.    Ver.  i,  2,  3>  6— it.    Long  Metre 
Canaan  lofl  thrc?  Unbelief ;  or,  A  Warning  tQ  delaying 
Sivnrrs. 

COME,  let  your  voicesjoin  to  raife, 
A  fa c red  fbng  of  foL-mn  praiie  : 
God  is  the  fov'reign  King  :  rehtarfe 
His  honor  in  exaiud  vci  fc. 


PSALM     XCVI.  195 

*  Come  let  our  foul,  addrefs  the  Lord, 

Heisourfhepherd  .  we  the  (heep 
His  mercy  chofe,  his  paAute.  keep. 
,  Come,  let  us  hear  his  voice  to-day, 
The  coufe's  of  his  love  obey, 

Nor  let  our  hardeo'd  hearts  renew 

Th'nns  and  plagues  thatlfrael  knew  , 

4  lfrael,  that  faw  his  works  of  grace, 

4  Yet  tempt  their  maker  to  hi.  race: 
A  faiihlefs  unbelieving  brood, 
That  tir'd  the  patience  of  their  God. 

5  .«  Forget  my  power,  abufe  my  love. 
.Sincgetheyderpifemyrea,IfwCar, 

.«  Their  feet  (hall  never  enter  there. 

6  [Lookback,  my  foul,  with  holy  dread, 
And  view  thofe  ancient  reoels  dead: 
Attend  the  ofter'd  grace  to-day, 

Nor  lofe  the  blefiings  by  delay. 

7   Seize  the  kind  promife  While  it  waits, 
7    And  march  to  Ztonsheavnly  gates. 

Believe  and  take  the  promis  d  relt  ; 

Obey,  and  be  for  ever  blett.] 

PSALM  XCVI.    2,io,&c.  Common  Metre, 
Christ's  jirfi  and  fecond  coming. 
,   OlNG  to  the  Lord,  ye  diftant  lands, 
J3    Ye  tribes  of  ev'ry  tongue  : 
His  new  difcover'd  grace  demands 
A  new  and  nobler  fong. 
3  Say  to  the  nations,  Jefus  reigns, 
God's  own  almighty  Son; 


*»  psalm      XCVH 

H;M>^er  the  finking  worlds/lain^ 
And  grace  fufroundi  fait  throni:. 

3  Let  heav'n  proclaim  the  joyful  dav 

Joy;  through  the  earth  befcen ,  ' 

!1  """.""'W''"  ^ht  anay,  ' 
-And  fields  in  cheerful  grcjen. 

4  The joyous  earth,  the  bending  ft!ea 

--:s  glorious  tram  difplay  ; 
" pn,,,„ntai nafink,  ye  valleys  rife, 
i  "pare  the  Lord  his  way. 

5  Behold  he comes,  he  comes  to  Weft 

fne  nations  as  their  God  : 
io  (hew  the  world  his  righteoufnefs. 
And  ,cnd  his  truth  abroad. 

6  Hi,  voice  mail  raife  the  (lumbW  dead, 

And  b.d  the  world  draw  near; 
Lul :bow  will  gU,|ly  nation,  dread, 
lo  lee  their  judge  appear! 

|     V  ra!1  £nf  eil»h  their  voices  raife, 
JL-  To  fing  thechojeeft  pfa!m  of      '[k 

His  glory  Jet  the  heathens  ftuow 
«'*  Wonders  to  the  nations  (how 
■    And  .11  h«  f„ing  Wllrk, pr<)cIa;m. 

lhewond,Kli,:n,,t,on5,fad  t!  ,.j 

Nor  til ^reJ£ll0^'6  names  is  Low?: 

r'!'i,ow  »'"•«'•[>  e'er  be  paid 

Our  maker  .sour  Cod  alone, 
.•eWd,her.Iob,)!u,bu.!t 

tj  »»de  the  fluning  world,  on  faigS.. 


P    S     A    L    m  XCVII.  197  _ 

And  reigns  con) p3 eat  in  glory  these 

His  beams  ate  majcily  and  light  ; 

His  beauties  how  divinely  bright  ! 
His  temple  how  divine' y  fair  1 

4  Come  the  great  day,  the  glorious  hour, 
When  tarth  fhaUicel  his  faying  pow'r, 
And  barb'rciiR  nations  fear  his  name  ; 
Then  (hall  the  race  of  men  confefs 
The  beauty  of  his  holineft, 

And  in  his  courts   his  grace  proclaim. 
PSALM    XCVTI,  Ver.  1—5  Firft  PaYt,  Long  Metre. 
Christ  retgneth  in  Heaven,  and  coming  to  Judgement* 

1  T  T  E  reigns  ;  the  Lord,  the  Saviour  reigns  i 
XjL    Praife  him  in  evangelic  {trains  : 

Let  the  whole  earth   in  fongs  rejoice, 
And  diltant  ifiands  join  their  voice. 

2  Deep  are  his  counfels  and  unknown  ; 
Btit  grace  and  truth  fupport  bis  throne  . 
The'  gloomy  clouds  his  ways  furround, 
Jullice  is  their  eternal  ground. 

3  In  robes  of  judgement,  !o,  he  comes, 
Shakes  the  wide  earth  and  cleaves  the  tombs  3 
Btforehim  burns  devouring  hre, 

The  mountains  melt,   the  feas  retire. 

4  His  enemies  with  fore  difmay, 

F  y  from  the  fight  and  Ihun  the  day  ; 
Then  lift  your  heads,  ye  faints,  on  high, 
And  fing,  for  your  redemption's  nigh. 
PSALM  XCVII.  Ver.  6—9  Second  Part,  Lone  Meue 

Christ's    Incarnation . 
I   rT^HK   Lord    is  come  ;   the  heav'ns  preclaim 
_JL      His  birth  ;  the  nations  learn  his  name  ; 


l(^  P    s    A    L    m       xcvir. 

An  unknown  ftar  dircd+s  the  road 
Of  eaftern  fages  to  their  God. 

2  All  ye  bright  armies  of  the  Ikies, 
Go,   worfhip  where  the   Saviour  lies  : 
Angelaaad  kings  before  him  how, 
Thofe  godson  high,  and  gods  below, 

3  Let  idols  totter  to  the  ground, 

And  their  own   worfhippers  confound: 

But  Sion  (hall  his  glories  fing. 

And  earth  confers  her  foV'reign  king. 

PSALM    XCVlf.    Third  Parr.  Long  Metre, 
Grace  and  C lory. 

1  HPH'  Almighty  reigufl  exalted  high 

X     O'er  Jl  the  earth,  o'er  ah  the  (ky  ; 
Tho'  clouds  and  aarknef*  veil  his  feet, 
His  dwelling  is  the  mercy  feat. 

2  O  ye  that  love  his  holy  name, 
Hate  ev'ry  work  of  fin  and  ftiamej 
He    guards  the  fouls  of  all  his  friends, 
And  fro  n  the  fnares  of  hell  defends. 

3  la. mortal  light,  and  joys  unknown, 
Are  for  the  faints  in  darknefs  fown  ; 
Thofe  glorious  feedi  fhall  fpring  and  rife, 
And  the  bright  harveft  blefs  our  eyes. 

4  Rejoice,  ye  righteous,  arid   record 
The  facred  honours  of  the  Lord  , 
None  but  the. foul  that  fee  s  hisgrace 
Can  triumph  in  his  holincfs. 

PSALM  XCVIL      3,5-7,    »•  Common  Mcfre, 

Christ's  In  cur  nation  and  the  I «Jl  Judgement* 
I    T     E  T  earth  with  ev'ry  ifle  and  fea 
JL_>   Rejoice,  the  Saviour  reigns  : 


p    S    A    L    M        XCVII.  190 

His  word  like  fireprepars  the  way, 
And  mountains  melt  to  plains. 

2  His  prefence  finks  the  proudeft  hills, 

And  makes  the  valiies  rife  ; 
The  humble  foul  enjoys  his  fmiles, 
The  haughty  (inner  dies. 

3  The  heav'ns  his  rightful  pow'r  proclaim  ; 

The  idol-gods  around 
Fill  their  own  worfiilppers  with  fhame, 
And  totter  to  the  ground. 

4  Adoring  angels  at  his  birth 

cde  the  redeemer  known  ; 
Thus  {hall  he  come  to  judge  the  earth, 
And  angels  guard  his  throne. 

5  Kis  foes  (hall  tremble  at  his  fight, 

And  hills  and  feas  retire  : 
Kis  children  take  their  unknown  flight, 
And  leave  the  wor  d  on  fire. 

6  The  feeds  of  joy  and  glory  fown 

For  faints  in  darkntls  here, 
Shall  rife  and  fpring  in  worlds  unknown, 
And  a  rich  harveft  bear: 

PSALM    XCVril.    Firft    Part.    Common    Metre 
Praifi  for  the  Go/pel. 

1  '  §  sOour  almighty  maker,  God, 

X      New  honors  be  addreis'd  ; 

His  great  falvation  mines  abroad, 

And  makes  the   nations  bleli. 

2  To  Abra'm  firft  he  fpoke  the  word, 

And  taught  his  num'rous  race  ; 
The  Gentiles  own  him  fov'reign  Lord, 
And  learn  to  truit  his  grace. 


*»  P    S    A    L    M        xrix. 

3   Let  the  whole  earth  his  love  proclaim 
With  all  her  uifT'rent  tongues  : 
And  fpread  the  honour  of  his  name 
In  me'ody  and  fongs. 

PSALM    XCVIII.    Second    Part.     Common  Metre- 
The  Messiah's  Coming  and  Kingdom. 

1  TOY  to  the  world;  the  Lord  is  come; 
JJ     Let  earth  receive  her  king  : 

Let  ev'ry  heart  prepare  him  room, 
And  heav'n  and  nature  fing. 

2  Joy  to  the  earth,  the  Saviour  reigns; 

Let  men  their  fongs  employ  ; 
While  fields  and  floods,  rocks,  hills  and  plains, 
Repeat  the  founding  joy. 

3  No  more  let  fins  and  forrows  grow, 

Nor  thorns  infeft  the  ground  : 
He  comes  to  make  his  bleffingt  flow, 
Far  as  the  curfe  is  found. 

4  He  rules  the  world  with  truth  and  grace, 

And  makes  the  nations  prove 
The  glories  of  his  rightcoufnefs, 
And   wonders  of  his  lo 

P  S  A  L  M    XCIX.    Firft  Part.    Short  Metre* 
C h  a  I  s t's  Kingdom  and  Mujtjiy. 


'HE   God  Jehovah  reigns, 
JL       Let  a  1  trie  nations  fear; 
Let  Aimers  tremble  at  his  throne, 
And  faints  he  humble  there. 
2  Jefusthe.  Saviour  reign?, 

Let  earth  adore  it's  Lord  ; 

Bright  cherubs  his  attendants  ft; 

ift  to  ful'l  his  word. 


PSALM        C.  M>i 

3  In  Sion  {lands  his  throne, 

His  honours  are  divine, 
His  church  (hall  make  his  v/onders  known, 
For  there   his  glories  (nine. 

4  How  holy  is  his  dame  ! 

How  terrible  his  praife  ! 
Juftice  and  truth,  and  judgment  join 
In  all  his  works  of  grace. 
PSALM  XCIX.    Second  Fart.  Short  Metre. 
A  holy  GOD  warfc'ipped  with  Reverence* 

1  TJ*  XALTthe  Lord  our  God, 

|j   And  worfhip  at  his  feet, 
His  nature  is  all  holinefs, 
And  mercy  is  his  feat. 

2  When  Ifrael  was  his  church, 

When  Aaron  was  his  pried, 
[When  Mofes  crfd,  when  Samuel  pray Mt 
He  gave  his  people  reft. 

3  Oft  he  forgave  their  fins; 

Nor  would  deftrqy  their  race  ; 
And  oft  he  made  his*  vengeance  known 
When  they  abus'd  his  grace. 

4  [Exalt  the  Lord  our  God, 

Whofe  grace  is  ftill  the  fame  ; 
Still  he's  a  God  of  holinefs, 
And  jealous  for  his  name. 

PSALM    C.    Firft  Metre,    a  plain  Translation, 

Praife  to  our  Creator. 
I    X7*E  nations  ronnd  the  earth,  rtjoice 

Before  the  Lord  your  fovVtign  King! 
Serve  him  with  cheerful  hesrt  and  voice. 
'With  ail  your  tongues  his  glqry  fog« 


2  The  L%rd  Is  God.'tis  he  alone 

Do^h  life  an  j  breath  and  being  give  : 
We  are  his  work,  and  not  our  own  ; 
The  fheep  that  on  his  paftures  live. 

3  Enter  his  gates  with  Tongs  of  joy, 
With  praifes  to  his  courts  repair  ; 
And  make,  it  your  divine  employ 

To  pay  your  thanks  and  honors  there. 

4  The  Lord  is  good,  the  Lord  is  kind  j 
Great  is  his  grace,   his  mercy  Aire  : 
And  the  whole  race  of  man  fhall  find 
Lis  truth  iiom  age  to  age  endure. 

PSALM    C.    Second  Metre.  "A  Paraphrafe. 

1  -OEFORE  JehovahVawful  throne, 
J3  Ye  nations  bow  with  faered  joy  : 
Know  that  the  Lord  is  God  alone  j 

He  can  create,  and  he  deftroy. 

2  His  fov'reign  power,  without  our  aid, 

Made  us  of  clay,  and  form'd  us  men.  ; 
And  when,  like  wand'ring  fheep,  we  flhy'd,, 
He  brought  us  to  his  fold  again. 

3  We  are  his  people,  we  his  care, 

Our  fouls,  and  all  our  mortal  frame  : 
What  lafting  honors  fhall  we  rear, 
Almighty  Maker,  to  thy  name  ? 

4  We'll  croud  thy  gates  with  thankful  fongs, 

High  as  the  lieav'n  our  voices  raiie  ; 
An  J  earth,  with  her  ten  thourand  [tongue*, 
thy  courts  with  founding  praife. 

5  Wide  as  the  world  is  thy  command, 

Vaifc  as  eternity  thy  love  ! 
Firm  as  a  reck  thy  truth  mult  ftand, 

--n  rolling  years  fhall  ceafc  to  move  ! 


P  S  A  L  M     CI.      LcRtg  Meire. 
Y*&?  Mogtfiraie^  Pjalm, 

1  Tft   /fERCY  and  judgment  are  my  fongj 
JVJL  ^  "^  Mice  they  both  to  thee  belong. 
My  gracious  God     my  righteous  King, 
To  thee  my  longs. ami  vows  I  bring. 

2  If  I  am  rai^'d  to  ;  ord. 
I'll  take  my  counfe   from  thy  word, 
Thy  juftice  and  thy  beav'nly  grace 
Shah  be  the  pattern  of  my  v  « 

3  Let  wifdom  ail  my  a&ions  g- 

I    And  let  my  God  with  me  refide  ; 
No  wicked  thing  Ihalii.wdi  with  me, 
Which  may  provoke  thy  jealouiy. 

4  No  fons  of  flander,  rflge  and  ftrife 
Shall  be  companions  of  my  life  ; 

The  haughty  look,  the  heart  of  pride 
Within  my  doors  {hall  ne'er  abide. 

c   [I'll  fearch  the  Land  and  raife  the  juft 
To  ports  of  honor,  n  1  truit  : 

The  men  that  work  thy  holy  will 
Shall  be  my  friends  and  fav' rites  It  ill  ] 

6   In  vain  fnall  finners  hope"  to  rife 
By  flatt'ring  or  malicious  lies  i 
Nor»   while  the  innocent  I  guard, 
Shall  bold  offenders  e'er  be  fpar'd. 

i   The  impious  crew  (that  fa&ioua  band) 
ia  1  hide  their  Beads,   or  quit  the  land    ; 
And  all  that  break  the  public  rclt, 
iere  I  have  poVr  mall  be  fuppreft. 


r    &    A'L    M       CTT. 

P  S  A  L  M    CI.     Common  Metre. 
A  V  aim  for  a  M 

I    f^\V  ju.'tioe  and  of  power  I  : 
Kj    And  pay  my  God  my  vows, 
Thy  grace  and  juiiice.  heav'n  y  King, 
Teach  me  to  rule  my  houfe. 
I   Now  to  my  tent,   O  God,   repair, 
And  make  thy  fervant  wile: 
I'll  fuffet  nothing  near  me  there 
That  ihall  ofond  thine  eyes. 

3  The  man  that  doth  his  neighbour  wti 

By  failhood  or  by  force, 
The  fcorpful  eye,  the  fiamfrpus  tongue, 

1*11  baniih  from  my  doors. 

4  Til  feck  the  faithful  and  the  juft, 

And  wiH  their  help  enj 
Cc  are  the  friends  that  i  mail  truft, 
ie  fervanti  111  employ. 

5  The  wreteh  that  deals  in  fly  deceit 

I'll  not  endure  a  night  ; 
The  liar's  tongue  I  ever  hate, 
And  baniih  from  my  h^ht. 

6  Til  purge  my  (amity  around, 

And  make  the  wicked  flee  ; 
So  mall  my  houfe  he  ever  found 
yelling  lit  for  l 

M  CJX.  i— n,  to,  2i.  FirQ  Part.  Com. 
A  Pray.r  of  the  Jjjln: 
1    "LJEAR-  me-   O  God,  nor  hide  thy  face, 
JLi.   But  anfwer,  left  I  die  : 

I  bui  t  a  throne  of  grace, 
when  Goners  cry  > 


PSALM         cil. 

2  My  days  are  wafted  like  the  fmoke 

Diflblving  in  the  air  ; 
My  ftrcnprth  is  dry'd,  my  heart  Is  broke, 
And  finking  in  defpair. 

3  My  fpirits,  flag  |^  wLhYing  grafs 

Burnt  with  exoeffive  heat  : 
In  fecret  groans  toy  minutes  pafs, 
And  I  target  to  eat. 

4  As  on  fome  lonely  building's  top, 

The  fparrow  tells  her  moan, 
Far  from  the  tents  of  joy  and  } 
I  lit  and  grieve  alone. 

5  My  foul  is  like  a  wildernefs, 

Where  beads  of  midnight  how! ; 
VVheie  the  fad  raven  finds  her  place, 
And  where  the  fcreaming  owl. 

6  Dark  difmal  thoughts  and  boding  fears 

_  Dwell  in  my  troubled  bread ; 
While  (harp  reproaches  wound  my  ears, 
Nor  g'uc  my  fpirit  reft. 

7  My  cup  is  mingled  with  my  woes, 

And  tears  are  my  repait  : 
My  daily  bread  like  a(hes  grows 
Unpleafant  to  r::y  taft^. 

8  Senfe  can  afford  no  real  joy 

To  fouls  that  feel  thy  frown  ; 
Lord  'twas  thy  hand  aovane'd  me  high, 
Thy  hand  hath  caft  me  down. 

looks  like  wirWd  leaves  appear; 
And  life's  declining  light 
Grows  faint  as  ev'ning  ihadows  are, 
That  vanifh  into  night. 

M 


2Q6  PSALM       CII. 

io   But  thou  for  ever  art  the  fame, 

O  my  eternal  God  ; 
Ages  to  come  (hall  know  thy  name, 

And  fpread  thy  works  abroad. 

1 1   Thou  wilt  arife,  and  (hew  thy  face, 
Nor  will  my  Lord  delay, 
13eyorsd  th'  appointed  hour  of  grace, 
That  long  expected  day. 

5  2  He  hears  his  faints,  he  knows  their  cry, 
And  by  myfterious  ways,^ 
Redeems  the  pris'ners  doom'd  to  die, 
An4  fills  their  tongues  with  praife. 

PSALM  CII.  Ver.  13—21.  Second  Parr.  Cora.  Me! 
Prayer  htard%  and  Zion  rejlored* 

j    TT     ET  Zion  and  her  fons  rejoice  — 
JLj  Behold  the  promis'd  hour : 
Her  God  hath  heard  her  mourning  voice, 
And  comes  t'  c*alt  his  power. 

2  Her  dull  and  ruins  that  remain, 

Are  precious  in  our  eyes  ; 

Thofe  ruins  flu.ll  be  built  again, 

And  ail  that  dull  mail  rife. 

3  The  Lord  will  raife  Jerufalem, 

And  Hand  in  glory  there  : 
Nations  mail  bow  before  his  name, 
And  kings  attend  with  fear. 

4  He  fits  a  fov'reign  on  his  throne, 

With  p.ty  in  his  eyes: 
He  hears  the  dying  pris'ners  groan, 
And  fees  their  fighs  arife. 

5  He  foes  the  fouls  condemn'd  to  de3th, 

And,  when  his  faints  complain. 


PSALM        Cir.  207 

It  /han't  be  faid,  "  That  praying  breath 
«'  Was  ever  fpent  in  vain.'* 

6  This  fhall  be  known  when  we  are  dead, 
And  left  en  long  record  ; 
That  ages  }et  unborn  may  read, 
And  truft,  and  pratfe  the  Lord. 
PSALM  CII.  Ver.  23j  28.  Third  Part,  Long  Metre. 
Mans  mortality*  and  Chrifls  eternity  ;  or,  Saints  die, 
but  Chrijl  and  the  Church  live. 

1  "jT  T  is  the  Lord  our  Saviour's  hand 

JL  Weakens  our  ftrength  amidft  the  race  ; 
Difeafe  and  death  at  his  command 
Arrefl  us,  and  cut  mort  our  days; 

2  Spare  us,  O  Lord,  aloud  we  pray, 

Nor  let  our  Tun  go  down  a:  noon  : 
Thy  years  are  one  eternal  day, 

And  muft  thy  children  die  (o  foon  ? 

3  Yet,  in  the  midft  of  death  and  grief. 

This  thought  our  forrow  mall  r-Huage  ; 
"  Our  Father  and  pur  Saviour  live ; 
"  Ckrift  is  the  fame  thro'  every  jige." 

4  'Twas  he  this  earth's  foundation  Jaid  ; 

Heav'n  is  the  building  of  his  hand  ; 
This  earth  gro<.vs  0  d,  thefe  heav'ns  fiiall  fidey 
And  all  be  chang'd  at  his  command. 

5  The  Marry  curtains  of  the  Iky, 

Like  garments,  ffiall  be  laid  afide  : 
But  ftili  thy  throne  ftands  firm  and  high  ; 
Thy  church  forever  muft  abide* 

6  Before  thy  face  thy  church  mall  h've  ; 

And  on  thy  throne  thy  chUdren  reign  5 
This  dying  world  (hall  they  furvive, 
And  the  dead  faints  be  rais'd  again,. 


*°8  PSA    L    M       cir 

PSALM  CIIL   Ver.  ,,  y.  Second  Part. 'Long  Metre. 

BUffing  GODforhisgoodnrfs  to  foul  and  body. 

*T>  LESS,  O  my  foul,  the  living  God. 

J3  Call  home  thy  thoughts  that  rove  abroad 

Let  all  the  powers  within  me  join 

Tn  work  and  worfhip  fo  divine, 

2  Blefs,  O  my  foul,   the  God  of  grace  ; 
His  favours  claim  the  higheft  piaife  : 
Why  mould  ungrateful  filenoe  hide 
The  bleifings  which  his  hand  provide  ? 

3  'Tis  he,  my  foul,  that  fent  his  ?on 

To  die  for  crimes  which  thou  hall  done  ; 
He  owns  the  ranfom    and  forgives 
The  hourly  follies  of  our  lives. 

4  The  vices  of  the  mind  he  heals, 

And  cures  the  pains  that  nature  fee>,— 
Redeems  the  fold  from  hell,  and  fave8 
Our  wailing  life  from  threat 'ning  graves. 

5  Our  you  b  decayM  his  power  repairs  ; 
his  mercy  crowns  our  growing  years  : 
He   ills  our  itore  with  every  good. 
And  feeds  our  fouls  with  heav'nly  food, 

6  He  f-es  th'  oppreffor  and  th'  oppreft  : 
And  often  gives  the  fu'ffrers  reft  ; 
Bui  w  11  hisj jilice  more  difphry 

In  ihelali  great  rewarding  day. 

7  [Kfs  power  he  fhew'd  by  Mofes*  hand,, 
And  gave  to  it*  a<  mauds, ; 
But  fent  his  truth  and  mercy  down 

To  all  the  nations  by  his  Son.j 

8  Let  the  whole  earth  his  power  confefb  — . 
Let  the  whole  earth  adore  his  grace  5 


PSALM        Clil.  209 

The  Gentile  with  the  Jew  fhall  join 
In  work  and  worihip  fo  divine. 
PSALM  CIII.  Second  Iter*.  Long  Metre. 

GOD's  gentle  ChafAfement  ;  or,  His  tender  Mercy  to 
bis  People. 

1  T  1  1HE  Lord,  how  wondrous  are  his' ways  ! 

JL    How  firm  his  truth  !  how  large  his  grace  ? 
He  takes  his  mercy  for  his  throne, 
And  thence  he  makes  his  glories  known. 

2  Not  half  fo  high  his  power  hath  fpread 
The  ftarry  heav'ns  above  our  head, 

As  his  rich  love  exceeds  our  praife. 
Exceeds  the  higheft  hopes  we  raife. 

3  Not  half  {o  far  hath  nature  plac'd 
The  rifinp-  morning    from  the  weft 
A9  his  forgiving  grace  removes 
The  daily  guilt  of  thofe  he  loves. 

4.  How  flow  his  awful  wrath  to  rife  * 
On  f*'ifter  win^s  falvation  flies? 
And  if  he  lets  his  anger  burn, 
How  foon  his  frowns  to  pity  turn  .r 

5  Amidd  his  wrath  companion  mines  5 
His  itrokesare  lighter  than  our  fins  ; 
And,  while  his  rod  corrects  his  faints, 
His  ear  indulges  their  complaints, 

6  So  fathers  their  young  fons  chaftife. 
With  gentle  hands  and  meeting  eyes  g 
Th?  children  weep  beneath  the  fmarZ, 
And  move  the  pity  of  their  heart. 

Pause. 

7  The  mighty  God,  the  wife  and  jnfl, 
Knows  that  our  frame  is  feeble  dud  ; 

M  z 


2io  PSALM        CIU. 

And  will  no  heavy  loads  imp.)fe 
Beyond  the  {trength  that  he  bellows. 

S    He  knows  bow  foon  our  nature  dies. 
BJafted  by  every  wind  that  flies 
Like  grafs  we  fpring,   and  die  as  foon, 
Or  morning  flowers  that  fade  at  noon. 

9   But  his  eternal  love  is  fure 

To  all  the  faints,  and  fhali  endure  ; 
From  age  to  a^e  his  truth  fhaL  reign, 
Nor  children's  children  hope  in  vain. 

TSALM  CIII.    Ver.  1—7.    Firfi  Part.   Short  Metre. 
Praife  for  Spiritual  and  Temporal  Mercies, 

H  blefs  the  Lord  my  foul  I 
Let  ail  within  me  join, 
And  aid  my  ton.  lie  to  blefs  his  name, 
Whofe  favours  are  divine. 

2  Oh  blefs  the  Lord,  my  foul ; 
Nor  let  his  mercies  lie. 

Forgotten  in  unthankfulnefs 
And  without  praifes  die. 

3  'Tis  he  forgives  thy  fins, 
'Tis  he  relieves  thy  pain, 

'Tis  he  that  heals  thy  fickneffes, 
And  makes  thee  young  again. 

4  He  crowns  thy  life  with  love, 
When  ranfom'd  from  the  grave  ; 

He  that  redeem'd  my  foul  from  hell 
Hath  fov'reign  power  to  fave. 

5  He  Ptlls  the  poor  with  good  ; 
He  gives  the  fufPrers  reft  ; 

The  Lord  hath  judgments  for  the  proud, 
And  juilicc  for  th'  oppreft. 


P    g    A    L    M        CIII.  2ii 

6   His  wondrous  works  and  ways 
He  made  by  Moles  known  ; 
But  fcnt  the  world  his  truth  and  grace 

By  his  beloved  Son. 
PSALM  CIII.  8—18.    Second  Parr.  Short  Metre. 

Abounding  Compojfion  of  GOD  ;    or,    Mercy   in  tie 
midjl  of  Judgment 

1  "j|  /JY  foul,   repeat  his  praife, 
Xt X    Whofc  mercies  are  fo  great ; 

Whofe  tinger  is  fo  flow  to  rife. 
So  ready  to  abate. 

2  God  will  not  always  chide  ; 
And  when  his  ttrokes  are  felt, 

His  ftrokes  are  fewer  than  our  crimes, 
And  lighter  than  our  guilt. 

3  Hi-h  as  the  heav'ns  are  rais'd. 
Above  the  ground  we  tread, 

So  far  the  riches  of  his  grace 

Our  higher!  thoughts  exceed. 

4  Mis  power  fubdues  our  fins, 
And  his  forgiving  love 

Far  as  the  ealt  is  from  the  weft, 
Doth  all  our  guilt  remove. 

5  The  pity  of  the  Lord 

To  thofe  that  fear  his  name, 
Is  fuch  as  tender  parents  feel; 
Ke  knows  our  feeble  frame. 

6  He  knows  we  are  but  duft, 
Scatter'd  with  every  breath  : 

His  anger  like  a  rifing  wind 

Can  fend  us  fwift  to  death. 

7  Our  days  are  as  the  grafs, 
Or  like  the  morning  flower  ! 


2!  2  PSA     L    M        CIV. 

If  one  (harp  blall  fweep  o'er  the  held, 
It  withers  in  an  hour. 

8   But  thy  companions,   Lord, 
To  endlefs  years  cu]u\ 
And  children's  children  ev.r  god 
Thy  words  of  promife  fine. 

PSAL  M.  CIII.   19—22.  Third  Part.  Short  Metre. 

God's  umverf'il  Dominion  ;  or;  Angels praife  the  Lord 

1  r  J  "'HE    Lord  the  fov'reign  King, 

JL      Hath  fiVd  his  throne  on  high, 
O'er  all  the  heav'nly  world  he  rules, 
And  ail  beneath  the  (ley. 

2  Ye  angels  great  in  mie:ht, 
And  fwift  to  do  his  wilt, 

Blefs  ye  the  Laid,  whofe  voice  ye  hear, 
Whofe  pleafurc  ye  fulfil, 

3  Let  the  bright  ho^rs  who  wait 
The  orders  of  their  King, 

And  guard  his  churches  when  they  pray, 
Join  in  the  praiie  they  ling. 

4  Wh.le  all  his  wondrous  works, 
Thro'  his  valt  kingdom,  fhew 

Their  maker's  glory,   thou,   my  foul, 
Shall  fmg  his  graces  too. 

PSAL     M        CIV. 
The  Glory  of  God  in  Creation  and  Providence* 
I    "]\/5~Y  foul,  thy  great  Creator  praife  5 
J.  v.L    Wheil  clothM  in  his  edeitial  rays, 
He  in  full  majeuy  appears, 
And  like  a  robe  bis  glory  wears. 

Note,  This  Pjalm  max  bs  lung  io  the  tune  of  the  old 
l  izih  or  127//3  Pfalm%  by  adding  tbffe  l*vo  lines  to 
every  Stanza — viz. 


PSALM        CIV,  % 

Great  is  the  Lord,   what  tongjie  cr,n  franae 
An  equal  honour  to  his  name  ? 

-{Other  wife  it  mujt  he  fung  as  the  locih  Pfa!m.~$ 

2  The  heav'ns  are  for  his  curtains  fpread  ; 
Th'  unfathomM  deep  he  makes  his  bed  ; 
C'ouds  are  his  chariot  when  he  flies 

On  winged  fcorrns  a-crofs  the  fkies. 

3  Angels,   whom  his  own  breath  infpires, 
His  ifiinifters  are  filming  fres  ; 

And  fvvift  as  thought  their  armies  move 
Ts>  bear  his  vengeance  or  his  'ove. 

4  The  world's  foundation  by  his  hand 
.Are  pois'd  and  fhall  forever  Hand  : 
He  binds  the  ocean  iii  his  chain, 
Left  it  fhouJd  drown  the  earth  again. 

5  Wjhen  earth  was  covcr'd  with  the  floor?, 
Which  high  above  the  mountains  iiood, 
He  thunder'd  and  the  ocean  fled, 
ConfifTd  to  its  appointed  Leu. 

6  The  fweling  billows  know  their  bound, 

,  And  in  their  channels  walk  their  round  ; 
Yet  thence  convcy'd  by  fecret  veins, 
They  spring  on  hi  Is  and  drench  the  plains, 

7  He  bids  the  chryftal  fountains  flow, 
And  cheer  the  valleys  ns  they  go  ; 
There  gentle  herds  their  third  allay, 
And  for  the  ftream  wild  affes  bray. 

8  From  pleafant  trees  which  Pnade  the  brink. 
The  lark  and  linnet  light  to  drink  : 
Their  fongs  the  lark- and  linnet  raife, 

And  chide  ourfilence  in  his  praife. 


*'4  P    S    A    L    M        CIV. 

Pause     I. 
9  God  from  his  cloudy  ciftern  pours 

On  the  parch'd  earth  enriching  mowers' : 
The  grove,  the  garden,   and  the  4  eld, 
A  thoufand  joyful  bleifings  yield. 
ID  He  makes  thegrsfly  food  arife, 
And  gives  the  cattle  large  fupplies  ; 
With  herbs  for  men,  of  various  power, 
To  nourifh  nature,  or  to  cure. 

i  \   What  noble  fruit  the  vines  produce 
The  olive  yields  a  pleaGng  juice  ; 
Our  hearts  are  cheet'd  with  gen'rous  wine, 
Kis  gifts  proclaim  his  love  divine- 

12  His  bounteous  hands  our  table  fpread. 
He  fills  our  cheerful  ftores  with  bread  ; 
While  food  our  vital  ftrength  imparts* 
Let  daily  praife  infpire  our  hearts. 

Pause     II. 

13  Behold  the  ftately  cedar  frauds, 
Rais'd  in  the  forcft  by  his  ha 
Birds  to  the  boughs  for  (belter  fly, 
And  build  their  net!  5  fecure  on  high. 

14  To  craggy  hills  afcends  cue  ^oat  ; 
And  at  the  airy  mountain1   foot 

1  he  feeb  er  creatui  es  make  their  eel— 
He  gives  them  \  ;  to  dwell. 

I  5   Me  fcts  the  fun  his  circ  iv^  race, 

Appoints  the  moon  ten  r  face  : 

And,  when  thick  veils  the  day, 

Calls;  out  wild  beads  to  hunt  their  pity. 

16  Fierce  iions  lead  their  young  abroad, 
And  roaring  afk  their  meat  from  God  ; 


PSALM        CIV.  215 

But  when  the  morning  beams  arife, 
Yhi  favage  bead  to  covert  flies. 

17  Then  man  to  daily  labour  goes; 
The  night  was  made  for  his  repofe  ; 
Sleep  is  thy  gift,  that  fweetreiief 
From  tireiometcil  and  wafting  grief, 

1 8  Kow  ftrange  thy  works  .  how  great  thy  /kill ! 
While  ev'ry  land  thy  riches  nil ; 

Thy  wifdom  round  the  world  we  fee, 
This  igacious  earth  is  lull  of  thee. 

19  Nor  lefsthy  glories  in  the  deep, 
Where  f  (h  in  millions  fwim  and  creep, 
With  wondrous  motions,  fwift  or  (low, 
Still  wand'ring  in  the  paths  below. 

20  There  fhips  divide  their  wat'ry  way, 
And  flocks  of  fcaly  mongers  play  * 
The  huge  leviathan  refide?, 

And,  fearlcfs,  fports  amid  the  tides. 
Pause.     III. 

21  Vail  are  thy  works,  almighty  Lord, 
All  nature  refts  upon  thy  word, 

And  the  whole  race  of  creatures  (lands 
Waiting  their  portion  from  thy  hands. 

22  While  each  receives  his  d'ft'rent  food, 
Their  cheerful  looks  pronounce  it  good : 
Eagles  and  bears,  and  whales  and  worms, 

,    Rejoice  and  praife  in  different  forms. 

23  But  when  thou  hid'ft  thy  face,  they  mourn, 
And*  dying,  to  their  duft  return  ; 

Both  man  and  beaft  their  fouls  refign ; 
Life,  breath,  and  fpirit,  all  are  thine. 
?4  Yet  thou  canft  breathe  on  dull  again, 
And  fill  the  world  witji  hza&s  and  men  ; 


*t<5  P     S     A    M    L  CV. 

A  word  of  thy  creating  breath 

airs  the  vvailes  of  time  and  death. 
25   His  works,  the  wonders  of  hip  ipight, 
Are  honor' d  with  his  o\vn  pe'ight  : 
.  awful  are  his  gidrfotfa  ways  ! 
The  Lord  is  dreadful  in  his  praife. 

26- The  earth  (lands  trembling  a:  his  ftroke, 
And  at  thy  touch  the  mountains  fmoke  ; 
Yet  humble  fouls  may  fee  thy  face, 
And  tell  their  wants  to  fov'reign  grace. 

27  In  thee  my  hopes  and  wifhesmeet, 

And  make  my  meditations  fweet  ; 
Thy  praif  \s  (hall  my  breath  employ, 
Till  it  expire  in  endleis joy. 

28  While  haughty  tinners  die  accurft, 
Their  glory  bury'd  with  their  duft, 
I  to  my  God,  my  heav'nly  King, 
Immortal  hallelujahs  fing* 

PSALM    CV.    Abridged.   Common  Metre. 
Gods  con  thid  10  Ijratlt  and  tie  plagues  of  Egypt, 

1  f~y  1 VE  thanks  to  God,  invoke  his  name, 
VJT    And  tell  the  world  his  grace; 
Sound  through  the  earth  his  dceda*of  fame, 

That  ali  may  leek  his  face. 

2  His  cov'nant  which  he  kept  in  mind 

For  num'rous  ages  pa  (It, 

To  numVous  ages  yet  behind 

In  equal  force  (ball   aft. 

3  He  fware  to  Abra'm  and  his  feed, 

And  made  ihe  bit-fling  fme, 
Gentiles  the  ancient  promife  icad, 
And  find  hib truth  endure, 


PSALM        CV.  2I 

4  "  Thy  feed  fliall  make  all  nations  blefs'd  ;   ' 

(Said  the  Almighty  voice) 
"  And  Canaan's  land  fliall  be  thy  refr, 
"  I'he  type  of  heav'nly  joys-" 

5  [How  large  the  grant!   how  rich  the  grace  ! 

To  give  them  Canaan's  land, 
When  they  were  Granger's  in  the  pace, 
A  fmall  and  feeble  band! 

6  Like  pilgrims,  through  the  countries  round, 

Securely  they  removed  ; 
And  haughty  kings,  that  en  them  frown'd, 
Severely  he  reproved. 

7  "  Touch  mine  anointed,  and  mine  arm 

•*   Shall  foon  avenge  the  wrong  : 
*'  The  man  that  does  my  prophets  harm 
"  Shall  knovy  their  God  is  lirong." 

8  Then  ht  the  world  forbear  iCs  ra*e9 

Nor  put  the  church  in  fear  ; 
Ifrael  mufl  live  thro'  ev'ry  age, 
And  be  ihy  Almighty's  care,'] 

P    A    U    S    E     I. 

9  When  Pharoah  dar'd  to  vex  the  faints, 

And  thus  provok'd  their  God, 
Mofes  was  fcat  at  their  complaints, 
Arra'd  with  his  dreadful  rod. 

13  Hecall'dfordarknefs:  darknefs  came 

Like  an  o'erwhelming  flood  ; 
He  turned  each  lake  and  ey'ry  ftream 

To  lakes  and  ftrcams  of  blood. 
II  He  gave  the  %n.  and  noifome  flies 

A  hro'  the  whole  country  fpread  j 


2Ig  p    S    A    L    M        CV. 

AncS  froga  in  baleful  armies  rife 
About  the  monarch's  bed. 

12  Thro'  fields   and  towns,  and  palaces, 

The  tenfold  vengeance  flew^ 
Locufts  in  fvvarms  devour'd  their  trees 
And  hail  their  cattle  flew. 

13  Then  by  an  angel's  midnight  ftroke 

The  flower  of  Egypt  dy'd  : 
The  ilrength  of  ev'ry  houfe  was  broke, 
Their  glory  and  their  pride. 

1 4  Now  let  the  world  forbear  it's  rage, 

Nor  put  the  church  in  fear  ; 
Jfrael  muft  live  thro'  ev'ry  age, 
And  be  th'  Almighty 9  care' 

Pause     II. 

15  Thus  wete  the  tribes  from  bondage  freed, 

And  left  the  hated  ground  ; 
Rich   with  Egyptian  fpoils  they  fled, 
Nor*  was  one  feeble  found. 

16  The  Lord  himfelf  chofe  out  their  way, 

And  mark'd  their  journeys  right 
Gave  them  a  leading  cloud  by  day, 
A  fiery  guide  by  night. 

17  They  third  ,  and  waters  from  the  rock 

In  rich  abundance  flow, 
And  following  dill  the  courfe  they  took 
Ran  all  the  defart  through. 

18  O  wondrous  ftream  !  O  bkfled  type 

Of  ever  flowing  grace  ! 
So  Chrift  our  rock  maintains  our  life 
And  aids  our  wandring  race 

19  Thus  guarded  by  th'  Almighty  hand, 

The  chofeu  tribes  pcffcfl 


J 


Canaan  the  rich,  the  promisM  land, 
And  there  enjoy 'd  their  reft. 

20  Then  let  the  world  fori  tar  its  rage, 
The  church  renounce  it9*  fear; 
Ifracl  mvji  live  ihroy  ev*ry  age, 
And  be  th'  Almighty  s  care. 

PSALM    CVl    1---5    Firft    Tart.     Long  Metre. 
Praife  to   GOD;  or  Communication  with  Saints. 

1  rT~10  God,  the  great,  the  ever  b'eft, 

JL      Let  fongs  or"  honor  be  addreft  ; 
Kis  mercy  firm  for  ever  Hands; 
Give  him  the  thsnks  his  love  demands. 

2  Who  knows  the  wonders  of  thy  ways  ? 
Who  fnali  fulfil  thy  boundlefs  ptaife? 
Eleft  are  the  fouls  that  fear  thee  llill, 
And  pay  their  duty  to  thy  will. 

3  Remember  what  thy  mercy  did 
For  Jacob's  race,  thy  chofen  feed  ; 
And  with  the  fame  falvation  blefs 
The  meaneft  fuppliant  of  thy  grace. 

4  Oh  may  I  fee  thy  tribes  rejoice, 

And  aid  their  triumphs  with   my  voice  \ 
This  is  my  glory.  Lord,  to  be 
JoinM  to  thy  faints,  and  near  to  thee. 

PSALM  CVl.  Second  Parr,  ver.  7,  8,  12,  14,  43,-48. 
Ifr  net  punt/bed  and  pardoned,  or   G  0  D's  unchange- 
able Love. 

I    /"^  OD  of  eternal  love, 

VJT  How  fickle  are  our  ways  ! 
And  yet  how  oft  did  lfrael  prove 
Thy  conflancy  of  grace. 


2  I  hey  law  thy  wonders  wrought, 

And  then  thy  praife  they  fung  ; 
But  foon  thy  works  of  pow'r  forgot 
And  murmur'd  with  their  tongue. 

3  Now  they  believe  his  word, 

While  rocks  with  rivers  flow  , 
Now  with  their  lufti  provoke  the  Lord, 
And  he  reduc'd  them  low. 

4  Yet  when  they  mourn'd  their  faults, 

He  hearken'd  to  their  groans, 
Brought  his  own  covenant  to  his  thoughts, 
And  call'd  them  (lili  his  fons. 

5  Their  names  were  in  his  book. 

He  fav'd  them  from  their  foes  s 
Oft  he  chaftis'd,  but  ne'er  forfook 
The  people  that  he  chofe. 

6  Let  Ifraei  blefs  the  Lord, 

Who  lov'd  their  ancient  race  ; 
And  Chriftians  join  the  folemn  word 
Ametiy  to  all  the  praife. 

PSALM    CVU.    FirflPart.    Long  Metre. 

Ifraei  led  to  Canaan,  and  Chrijllans  to  Heaven, 

1  /^IVP  thanks  to  God;  he  reigns  above  ; 
VJ  Kind  are  his  thoughts  his  name  is  love ; 
His  mercy  ages  pad  have  known, 

And  ages  long  to  come  mail  own. 

2  Let  the  redeemed  of  the  Lord 
The  wonders  of  his  grace  record  ? 
Ifraei,  the  nation  whom  he  chofe, 
And  refcu'd  from  their  mighty  foes. 

3  [When  God's  own  arm  their  fetters  broke, 
And  freed  them  from  th'  Egyptian  yoke, 


PSALM        CVII.  tzi 

They  trac'd  the  defert,  wand'ring  round 
A  wild  and  folitary  ground. 

4  There  they  could  find  no  leading  road, 
Nor  city  for  their  nVd  abode  ; 

Nor  food,  nor  fountain  to  affuage 
Their  burning  third,  or  hunger's  rage. 

5  In  their  diftrefs,  to  God  they  cry'd, 
God  was  their  Saviour  and  their  guide  ; 
He  led  their  wand'ring  march  around, 

And  brought  their  tribes  to  Canaan's  ground. 

6  Thu=,  when  our  fir  ft  releafe  we  gain 
From  fin's  old  yoke  and  Satan's  chain, 
We  have  this  defert  world  to  pafs, 

A  dang'rous  and  a  tirefome  place. 

7  He  feeds  and  clothes  us  all  the  way, 
He  guides  our  footfteps  left  we  ftrny, 
He  guards  us  with  a  puw'rful  hand, 
And  brings  us  to  the  heay'nly  land. 

8  O  let  the  faints  with  joy  record 

The  truth  and  goodnefs  of  the  Lord  ! 
How  great  his  works  !  how  kind  his  ways! 
Let  ev'ry  tongue  pronounce  his  praife. 
PSALM  CVII.     Second  Part.  Long  Metre. 
Correclion   for  fin,   and  Releafe  by  Prayer.       ' 
ROM  age  to  age  exalt  his  name, 
God  and  his  grace  are  ftffl  the  fame  ; 
He  fills  the  hungry  foul  with  food, 
And  feeds  the  poor  with  ev'ry  good* 
2   But  if  their  hearts  rebel,  and  rife 
Againft  the  God  who  rules  the  fkies, 
If  they  reje&  his  heav'nly  word, 
And  flight  the  counfels  of  the  Lord, 


■f 


211  PSALM        CVII. 

3  He'll  bring  their  fpinis  to  the  ground, 
And  no  deliv'rer  (hall  be  found  ; 

Laden  with  grief,  they  wade  thdr  breath 
In  darknefs  and  the  {hades  of  death. 

4  Then  to  the  Lord  they  raife  their  cries, 
He  makes  the  dawning  light  arife, 

And  fcatters  all  that  difma!  fhade, 
That  hung  fo  heavy  round  their  head. 

c  He  cuts  the  bars  of  brafs  in  two, 
And  lets  the  fmiling  pris'ners  thro*; 
Takes  ofFthe  load  of  guilt  and  grief, 
And  gives  the  lab'ring  foul  relief. 

6  O  may  the  fons  of  men  record 

The  wond'rous  goodnefs  of  the  Lord  ! 

How  great  his  works  !   how  kind  his  ways  ! 

Let  ev'ry  tongue  pronounce  his  praife. 

PSALM    CVII.    Third   Part.    Common  Metre; 

Intemperance  punlfbed  and  pardoned  ;  or  a   Pfalmfoi 

the  giutton  and  the   drunkard. 

1  -TTAIN  man,  on  fooifli  pleasures  bent, 

V      Prepares  for  his  own  punifhment  J 
What  pains,  what  loathfome  maladies, 
From  luxuries  and  luft  arife  ! 

2  The  drunkard  feels  his  vitals  wade, 
Yet  drowns  his  health  to  pleafe  his  taftc  J 
Till  all  his  a&ive  pow'rs  are  'oft, 

And  fainting  life  draws  near  the  dnft. 

3  The  glutton  groans,  and  loaths  to  eat, 
His  foul  abhors  delicious  meat; 
Nature,  with  heavy  loads  opprefs'd, 
Would  yield  to  dea:h  to  be  releasM. 

4  Then  how  the  frighten'd  Tinners  fly 
To  God  for  help,    with  earneft  cry  1 


p    S    A    L    M        CVIT.  223 

He  hears  their  groans,  prolongs  their  breath, 
And  faves  them  from  approaching  death, 

5  No  med'cines  could  affed  the  cure 
So  quick,  fo  eafy,  or  fo  fure 
The  deadly  fentence  God  repeals, 

He  fends  his  fov'reign  word  and  heals, 

6  O  may  the  fons  of  men  record 

The  -jvond'rous  goodnefs  of  the  Lord  ! 
And  let  their  thankful  off 'ring  prove 
How  they  adore  their  Maker's  love. 
PSALM    CVII.     Fourth  Part.    Long  Metre. 
Deliverance  from  Jlorms  and  fbipwechs  ;    or    tie 
Seamen  s  fong. 

1  -T TTTOULD  you  beho  d  the  works  of  God, 

V V    His  wonders  in  the  world  abroad  ? 
With  the  bold  mariner  furvey 
The  unknown  regions  of  the  fea. 

2  They  leave  their  native  fhores  behind, 
And  feize  the  favor  of  the  wind  ! 
Till  God  command  and  tempefts  rife, 
That  heave  the  ocean  to  the  ikies. 

3  Now  to  the  h^av'ns  they  mount  amain, 
Now  fink  to  dreadful  deep-  again  ; 
What  ftrange  affrights  younc.  failorsfeel, 
And  like  a  Haggling  diunkard  reel  i 

4  When  land  is  far,  and  death  is  nigh, 
Loft  to  all  hope,  to  God  they  cry  ; 
His  mercy  hrars  their  loud  addrefs, 
And  fends  falvation  in  diftrefs. 

5   He  bids  the  winds  their  wrath  affuage, 
And  ftormy  tempefts  ceaie  to  rage  ; 
The  gladfome  train  their  fears  give  o*er, 
And  hail  with  joy  their  native  (here, 


"4  PSALM        CVIT. 

6  O  may  the  fons  of  men  record 

The  wond'rous  goodnefg  of  the  Lord  ! 
.Let  them  their  private  off'rings  bring, 
And  in  the  church  his  glory  fing. 

FSALM    CVir.  Fourth  Part.     Common  Met* 
The   Mariners    Pfn/m. 

1  TT^l  worl:s  of  glory'  ***&&  Lor*> 

_*■      lhat  rules  the  boifterous  fca, 
The   fons  of  courage  (hail  record, 
Who  tempt  that  dang'rous  way. 
2  At  thy  commands  the  winds  arife, 
And  fwell  the  tow'ring  waves  ; 
The  men.  aftonifh'd,  mount  the  fides 
And  fink  in  gaping  graves. 
[3  Again  they  climb  the  wat'ry  hills, 
And  plunge  in  deeps  again  ; 
Each  like  a  tott'ring  drunkard  reels, 
And  finds  his  courage  vain. 

4  Frighted  to  hear  the  temped  roar, 

They  pant  with  fiutt'riog    breath, 
And  hppelefa  of  the  diftant  more, 
Exped  immediate  death,  j 

5  Then  to  the  Lord  they  raife  their  cries, 
He  hear?  the  loud  rcqueft, 

And  orders  fiknee  through  the  fides, 
And  lays  the  floods  to  reft. 

6  Sailors  rejoice  to  lofe  their  fears, 

And  fee  the  florm  allay'd  : 
Now  to  their  eyes  the  port  appears  5 
There  let  their  vows  be  paid. 

7  T»  God  that  brings  them  fafe  to  land  ; 

Let  itupid  mortals  know, 


PSALM        CVII.  225 

That  waves  are  under  his  command 
And  all  the  winds  that  blow. 

g  Oh  that  the  fons  of  men  would  praife 
The  goodnefs  of  the  Lord  ! 
And  thofe  that  fee  thy  wond'rous  ways 
Thy  wond'rous  love  record. 
PSALM    CVII.  Laft    Part.  Long  Metre. 
Colonies  planted ;  or  Nalicns  bled  and  punifed. 

1  TT THEN  God.  provok'd  with  daring  crimes, 

V  V    Scourges  the  madnefe  of  the  times, 
He  turns  their  fields  to  barren  fand, 
And  dries  the  rivers  from  the  land. 

2  His  word  can  raife  the  fprings  again, 
And  make  the  wither'd  mountains  green, 
Send  fhow'ry  bleifings  from  the  fields  ; 
And  harvelts  in  the  defeit  rife. 

3  [Where  nothing  dwelt  but  beads  of  prey, 
Or  men  as  fierce  and  wild  as  they, 

He  bids  th'  oppreit  and  poor  repair, 
And  builds  them  towns  and  cities  there. 

4  They  fow  the  field,  and  trees  they  plant, 
Whofe  yearly  fruit  fupplies  their  want  ; 
Their  race  grows  up  from  fruitful  (locks, 
Their  wealth  increafes  with  their  flocks. 

5  Thus  they  are  bleft  :   but  if  they  fin, 
He  Iet3  the  heathen  nations  in, 

A  favage  crew  invades  their  lands, 
Their  princes  die  by  barb'rous  hands. 

6  Their  captive  fons,  expos'd  to  fcorn, 
Wander  unpity'd  and  forlorn  ; 

The  country  lies  unfene'd,  untill'd, 
And  defolalion  fpreads  the  field. 
N3 


2i6  PSALM       CVIir. 

7  Yet  if  the  hnmbicd  nation  mourns, 
Again  his  dreadful  hand  he  turns: 
Again  he  makes  th^ir  cities  thrive, 
And  bids  the  dying  churches  live. J 

8  The  righteous  with  a  joyful  fenfe 
Admire  the  works  of  Providence; 
And  tongues  of  atheifts  (hall  no  more, 
Blafpheme  the  Gods  that  faints  adore. 

9  Plow  few  with  pious  care  record 
Thefe  wond'rous  dealings  of  the  Lord! 
But  wife  obferverR  ftiii  fli3ll  fnd 

The  Lord  is  holy,  jnit  and  kind. 

PSALM    CVIII.     Common  Metre. 
A  Song  of  Praife* 

1  A    WAKE,  my  foul,  to  found  his  praife, 
j£\.   Awake  my  harp  to  fing ; 

Join  all  my  pow'rs  the  fong  to  raifc> 
And  morning  incenfe  bring. 

2  Among  the  people  of  his  care, 

And  thro*  the  nations  round  ; 
Glad  fongs  of  praife  will  I  prepare, 
And  there  his  name  refound. 

3  Be  thou  exalted,  O  my  God, 

Above  the  ftarry  train  ; 
Diffufe  thy  heav'uly  grace  abroad, 
And  teach  the  world  thy  reign. 

4  So  (hall  thy  chofen  fons  rejoice, 

And  throng  thy  courts  above  » 
While  finners  hear  thy  pard'ning  voice, 
And  tafle  redeeming  love, 


PSALM        CX.  "7 

PSALM    CIX.    Vcr.i~5,3i.    Common  Metre. 

Love  to  Enemies  from  the  Example  f  Ch.ist. 
I  f^K  OD  of  my  mercy  and  my  praiie, 
VJF   Thy  glory  is  my  fong  j 
Tho'  finners  fpeak  againft  thy  grace 
With  a  blafpheming  tongue. 
-  When  in  the  form  of  mortal  man 
Thy  Son  on  earth  was  found  ; 
With  cruel  (landers  falfe  and  vain, 
They  compafs'd  him  around. 
*  Their  mis'ries  his  companion  move, 
Their  peace  he  ftill  purfud  ; 
They  render  hatred  for  his  love, 
And  evil  for  his  good. 

4  Their  malice  rag'd  without  a  caufe, 

Yet  with  his  dying  breath 
He  pray  d  for  murd'reis  on  his  Crete, 
And  bled  his  foes  in  death. 

5  Lord  fliall  thy  bright  example  mine 

In  vain  before  my  eyes  ; 
Give  me  a  foul  a- kin  to  thine, 
To  love  mine  enemies. 

6  The  Lord  (hall  on  my  fide  engage, 

And  in  my  Saviour's  name 
I  (hall  defeat  their  pride  and  rage, 
Who  (lander  and  condemn. 
PSALM    CX.    FirflParc.    Long  Metre. 
Christ  exalted,  and  Multitudes  converted;  or,  7he 

Succefs  of  the  Go/pel- 
l    r-ipHUS   God  tl/ eternal  Father  fpake  ^ 
J.     To  Chrilt  the  Son  ;   ««  Afcend  and  fit 
M  At  my  right  hand,  'till  I  (hall  make 
««  Thy  foes  fuUuuiivc  at  thy  feet. 


~8  PSALM        CX. 

2  «   From  Zion  fhall  thy  word  proceed, 
•;    ihy  word,   t»ef«ptreintiiyhand, 

bhail  make  the  hearts  of  rebels  bleed. 
And  bow  their  wills  to  thy  command, 

3  «  That  day  (hall  (how  thy  powV  fs  great, 

When  faiots  (hall  Sock  with  willing  m  nda, 
And  hnners  crowd  thy  temple  gate! 
Where  hohnefs  in  beauty  mines." 

4  O  bleffed  Pow'r  !   Q  glorious  day  I 
"  What  a  large  via'ry  fhall  enfue  ? 

^     And  converts,  who  thy  grace  obey, 
exceed  the  drops  of  morning  dew." 

P  S  A  LM  CX.    Second  Part.  Lpng  Metre. 

T&g  Kingdom  and  Prhjlhood of  Christ. 

i    nPHUS  the  great  Lord  of  earth  and  Sea 

JL     fcpake  to  his  Son,  aad  thus  he  ivvor-  I 

;    Eternal  [hall  thy  priefthood  be,  ' 

And  change  from  hand  to  hand  no  more. 

1  n  £ar0n'  ?"d  a11  hfs  foDS»  «ua  die  : 
But  everlaflmg  life  is  tbine, 

To  fave  forever  thofe  that  fly 
For  refuge  from  the  wrath  divine. 
3  "  By  me  Melchifedec  was  made 

And    hou,   my  WnlyPrfeft  ftalt  plead, 
And  thou,  myivmgmaltrulemyW" 

VV  hile  counids  ot  eternal  peace, 
Between  the  Father  and  the  Son, 
i  'oceed  with  honour  and  fuccefs. 

5  Jn?'  thn  Wl!°,e  eartIi  hfs  re,«"  ^H  Spread, 
-And  crufh  the  pdw'ra  that  dare  rebel: 


P    S    A    L    M         CX.  229 

Then  (hall  he  judge  the  riling  dead, 
And  fend  the  guilty  world  to  helL 

Tho'  whiie  he  treads  his  glorious  way, 
He  drinks  the  cup  of  threats  and  blood, 
The  fulP rings  of  that  dreadful  day 
Shall  but  advance  him  near  to  God. 

PSALM    CX.    Common  Metre. 
Christ's  Kingdom  and  Priejlkood* 

JESUS,  our  Lord  afcend  thy  throne 
And  near  thy  Father  fit  ; 
In  Zion  (hall  thy  power  be  known, 
And  make  thy  fees  fubmit. 

What  wonders  (hall  thy  gofpel  do  ! 

Thy  converts  fhali  furpafs 
The  num'rous  drops  of  morning  dew, 

And  own  thy  fov  reign  grace. 

;  God  hatfi  prenonne'd  a  firm  deciec, 

Nor  changes  what  he  fwore  ; 

**  Eternal  fhall  thy  prieithood  be, 

"   When  Aaron  is  no  more. 

j.  **  Melchifedec,  that  wondrous  prieft, 
**  That  king  of  high  degree, 
"  That  holy  man  who  Abraham  bleft 
M    Was  but  a  type  of  thee." 

j   Jcfus  our  Prieft  forever  lives 
To  plead  for  us  above  ; 
Jefns  our  King  for  ever  gives 
The  blefTmgs  of  his  love. 

5  God  fhail  exalt  his  glorious  head, 
And  his  high  throne  maintain, 
Shall  llrike  the  pow'rs  and  princes  dead, 
Who  dare  oppofe  his  reign. 


*33  PSALM       cxr. 

PSALM    CXI.     Firft  Parr.    Common  Metre. 
Tfo  IViJdom  of  GOD  in  bis  Works, 

1  QONGS  of  immortal  praife  belong 
O    To  my  almighty  God; 

He  has  my  heart,  and  he  my  tongue 
To  fpread  his  name  abroad. 

2  How  great  the  works  his  hands  has  wrought  i 

How  g'orious  in  our  fight  ! 

And  men  in  ev'ry  age  have  fought 
His  wonders  with  delight, 

3  How  fair  and  beauteous  nature's  frame  ! 

How'  wife  th'  eternal  mind  ! 
His  counsels  never  change  the  fcheme 
That  his  firft  thoughts  defign'd. 

4  When  he  redeem'd  Ills  chofen  fons, 

He  r;x'd  his  cov'nant  fure  : 
The  orders  that  his  lips  pronounce 
To  endlefs  years  endure. 

5  Nature  and  time,  and  earth  and  fk'es, 

Thy  heav'nly  {kill  proclaim  ; 

What  (hall  we, do  to  make  us  wife, 

But  learn  to  read  thy  name  ? 

6  To  fear  thy  pow'r,  to  trufl  thy  grace, 

Is  our  divineft  (kill ! 
And  he's  the  wifeft  of  our  race 
That  belt  obeys  thy  will. 

P  S  A  L  M    CXI.   Second  Part.    Common  Nterc. 

The  Perjeaions  of  GOD. 

I    g^  REAT  is  the  Lord  ;  his  works  of  might 
VJT    Demand  our  nobleft  fongs; 
Let  his  afTembled  faints  unite 
ri  :>:;r  harmony  of  tODgueg, 


PSALM        CXH.  231 

2  Great  is  the  mercy  of  the  Lord, 

He  gives  his  children  food  ; 

And  ever  mindful  of  his  word, 

He  makes  his  promife  good. 

3  His  Son,  the  great  Redeemer,  came 

To  i'eal  his  cov'nant  fure  : 

Holy  and  rev'rend  is  his  name. 

His  ways  are  juft  and  pure. 

4  They  that  would  grow  divinely  wife, 

Muft  with  this  fear  begin  J 
Our  faireft  proof  of  knowledge  lies 
In  hating  ev'ry  fin. 

PSALM    CXII.    A«theH3'hPf«lm. 
The  Bltjftngs  of  the  liberal  Man. 

1  rpHAT  man  isbleft  who  ftands  in  awe 

Of  God,  and  loves  his  facred  law  : 
His  feed  on  earth  (ball  be  renown  d5 

His  houfe  the  feat  of  wealth  mall  be, 

An  unexhaufted  treafury. 

And  with  fucceffive  honors  crown  d. 

2  His  lib'ral  favors  he  extends, 

To  fome  he  gives,  to  others  lends: 

A  gen'rous  pity  fills  his  mmd  : 
Yet  when  his  charity  impairs, 
He  faves  by  prudence  in  affairs,  < 

And  thus  he's  juft  to  all  mankind. 
*  His  hands,  while  they  his  alms  beftow'd, 
Kis  glory's  future  harveftfow'd; 

The  fweet  remembrance  of  the  juft 
Lik-  a  green  root  revives  and  bears 
A  train  of  blefiings  for  his  hens, 

When  dying  nature  flceps  in  dult, 


***  PSALM       cxir 

4  Befet  with  threat'ning  dangers  round. 
Unmov'd  mall  he  maintain  his  ground  ; 

His  corifcienoe  holds  his  courage  up: 
The  foul  that's  fiil'd  with  virtue's  light ] 
Shines  bnghteft  in  afflidion's  night ; 

And  fees,  in  darknefs,  beams  of  grace. 
Pause. 

5  [111  tidings  never  can  furprife 

His  heart,  that,  hVd,  on  God  relies, 
Tho'  waves  and  tempefts  roar  around  : 

Safe-on  a  rock  he  fits,  and  fees 

The  (hipwreck  of  his  enemies, 

And  all  their  hope  and  glory  drown'd. 

6  The  wicked  fhall  his  triumph  fee, 
And  gnafh  their  teeth  in  agony, 

To  rind  their  expectations  croft  ; 
They  and  their  envy,  pride  and  fpite, 
fcink  down  to  everlafting  night. 

And  all  their  names  in  darknefs  loft. 
P  S  A  L  M     CXIf.     Long  Metre. 

The  Bltffhirrs  of  the  Pious    and  CharltabU. 

1  HT^RlCE  happy  man,  who  fears  the  Lord, 

X     Loves  his  commands,  and  trulls  his  word; 
Honor  and  peace  his  days  attend, 
And  bleffirigs  to  his  feed  defcend. 

2  Compaflktn  dwells  upon  his  mind, 
To  works  of  mercy  Itill   inclin'S  : 
He  lends  the  poor   fomc    prefent  aid, 
Or  gives  them,  not  to    be  repaid. 

3  When  times  grow  dark,  and  tidings  fpread, 
Ihat  fill  hid  neighbours  round  with  dread 
His  heart  is  arm'd  againft  the  fear, 
For  God,  with  all  his  power,  is  there. 


PSALM       CXII. 

4  His  fpirit,  fix'd  upon  the  Lord, 
Draws  heav'nly  courage  from  his  word  ; 
Amidft  the  darknefs  light  ffifall  rife, 

To  cheer  his  heart,  and  blefs  his  eyes. 

5  He  hath  difpers'd  his  alms  abroad, 
His  works  are  (till  before  his  God  ; 
Kis  name  on  earth  (hall  long  remain, 
While  envious  finners  rage  in  vain. 

PSALM    CXII.    Common.   Metre. 
Liberality  rewarded. 

1  TJ  APPY  is  he  that  fears  the  Lord, 
£jL    And  follows  his  commands, 
Who  lends  the  poor  without  reward, 

Or  gives  with  iib'rai  hands. 

2  As  pity  dwells  within  his  bread 

To  all  the  fons  of  need  ; 
So  God  (hall  amwer  his  requeft 
With  bleffings  on  his  feed. 

3  No  evil  tidings  fhal'  furprife 

His  well  eitabiifh'd  mind  ; 
His  foul  to  God,  his  refuge  flies, 
And  leaves  his  fears  behind. 

4  In  times  of  danger  and  dilirefs 

Some  beams  of  light  (hall  fhine, 
To  fhew  the  world  his  righteoufnefs, 
And  give  him  peace  divine. 

5  His  works  of  piety  and  love 

Remain  before  the  Lord  ; 
Honor  on  earth  and  joys  above 
Shall  be  his  fure  reward. 


234  PSALM      XCIII. 

PSALM     CXIII.    Proper    Tune. 
The  Mnjefly  and  Condefcention  of  GOD. 

1  VE  that  delISht  to  {erve  lhe  Lord, 

X     The  honors  of  his  name  record 

His  facred  name  forever  blcfs  : 
Where'er  the  circling  fun  difplays 
Hw  rifing  beams  or  fetting  rays. 

Let  lands  and  feas  his  power  confefs. 

2  Not  time,  nor  nature's  narrow  rounds, 
Can  give  hie  vaft  dominion  bounds, 

The  heay'ns  are  far  below  his  height  J 
Let  no  created  greatnefs  dare 
With  our  eternal  God  compare, 

Arnrd  with  his  uncreated  might. 

3  He  bows  his  glorious  head  to  view 
What  the  bright  hofts  of  angels  do, 

And  bends  his  care  to  mortal  things! 
Hisfov'reign  hand  exalts  the  poor, 
He  takes  the  needy  from  the  door, 

And  ieats  them  on  the  thrones  of  kings. 

4  When  childlefa  families  difpair, 
He  fends  the  bleflings  of  an  heir, 

To  refeue  their  expiring  name; 
The  mother,  with  a  thankfui  voice, 
Proclaims  his  praifes  and  her  joys  ; 

Let  ey'ry  age  advance  his  praife. 

PSALM    CXIII    Long  Metre. 

GOD  Sovreian  and  Gracious. 

I    \7"H  Servants  of  th'  almighty  King, 

JL     In  cvety  age  his  praifes  fing  ; 

Where'er  the  fun   (hall  life  or  fet, 

The  nations  (hall  his  praife  repeat. 


PSALM         CXIV.  *35. 

,   Above  the  earth,  beyond I  the  Oct 
Hi.  throne  of  glory  ftand.  on  h.gb , 
Nor  time  nor  place  his  power  ve(bE1n, 

Nor  bound  his  umverfal  re.gn. 

,   Which  of  the  fons  of  Adam  dare, 

3  Orangek,,  with  their  Go     compare; 

His  glories  bow  d.vmely  bnght  • 
Who  dwells  in  uncreated  light . 

,   Behold  his  love!  he  (loops  to .view 

4  What  faints  above  and  angel    do  • 
Andccndefends.yct,moretoUow 

The  mean  affairs  of  men  belo*  ! 
c  From  duff  and  cottages  obfeure 

5  H  s  -race  exalts  the  humble  poor! 
Gve"s  them  the  honor  o.  h.sfors 

And  tits  them  for  the.r  heaVnly  thrones, 

6  [A  word  of  his  creating  voice 
Can  make  the  barren  houferqo.ee. 
Tho'  Sarah's  ninety  years  were  palt, 
Thepromis'dfeedisbornatlalt. 

,   With  ioy  the  mother  views  her  fon, 

7  And  tells  the  wonders  God  has  done       _ 
F^hmly  grow  ilrong  when  fenfedeipatrs: 

It  nature  fails,  the  prom.fe  bears.] 
PSALM       CXIV.     Long  Metre. 
Miracle,  Mending  ifi^s    Jcumej. 

WHEN  IfraeL  freed  from  Pharaoh's  hand, 
"eft  the  proud  tyrant  and  h'.s  land, 

The  tribes  with  cheerful  homage  own 
Their  king,  and  |udah wash,  throne. 

2   A-crofs  the  deep  their  journey  lay. 
The  deep  divides  to  make  them  way  , 


-'  PSA    I,    M        CXV. 

Wuh  backward  current  to  his  head. 
3  [he  mountain,  (hook  like  frighted  Iheen 
Like lambs,  he  little  hillockf  leap        P' 
Not  Sma,  on  her  bafe  could  ftandf 
CoufaousoffovVeignpoweratlld. 

4  What  power  could  make  the  deep  divide  > 
Make  j Jordan  backward  roil  his  tfde  7 

And  whence  the  dread  that  Sinai  feels? 

5  JLet  ev'ry  mountain,  ev'ry  flood 

Tremble  thou  earth,  adore  and  fear. 
6  Hethunders  a„Ja.,nat 

*i"ntt  fprtng  w„h  fountains  at  his  word 
And  fires  and  fa*  confefs  the  Lord       ' 

PSALM   CXV.    Fira.ftU.re. 
Tin  true  GOD  our  rtfw  ■  or  /y„/  . 

ISJ    J      ourfelves'  "ho  are  but  dull 

^    Nottoourfelvesisglorydne 
Iterna!  God,  thou  only  juit,  ' 

lhou  only  gracious,  wife  and  true. 

:^,rpIa5;to,"«h">y  dreadful  name, 
»  by  mould  a  heathen's  haughty  toncue 
'■«*  ns.   and,  to  raife  our  Thame 
i-jr."  VVWs  the  God  you've  fe'rv'd  fo  lo„.». 
ihe  God  we  ferve  maintains  his  throne 

Above  the  clouds    beyond  the  fldes?' 
„f,°  a11  dearth  his  will  is  done. 
He  knows  our  groans  he  hears  our  criej 


4.  But  the  vain  Idols  they  adore 

Are  fenfelefs  fhapes  of  (tone  and  wood  ; 
At  beft  a  mafs  of  glitt'ring  ore, 
A.  filver  faint,  or  golden  god. 

5  [With  eyes  and  ears  they  carve  the  her  j, 
Deaf  are  their  ears,  their  eyes  arc  blind  ; 
In  vain  are  coftiy  oft  'rings  made, 

And  vows  are  fcaiter'd  in  the  wind. 

6  Their  feet  were  never  made  to  move, 
Nor  hands  to  fave  when  mortals  pray  ; 
Mortals  that  pay  them  fear  or  love, 
Seem  to.  be  b  ind  and  deaf  as  they.] 

-j  O  Ifrael,  make  the  Lord  thy  hope, 
Thy  help,  thy  refuge,  and  thy  reft; 
The  Lord  fhall  build  thy  ruins  up, 
And  blefs  the  people  and  the  prieft, 

8  The  dead  no  more  can  fpeak  thy  praife, 
They  dwell  in  hlence  in  the  grave  ; 
But  we  (hall  live  to  fing  thy  grace, 
And  tell  the  world  thy  pow'r  to  fave. 

PSALM    CXV.      Second    Metre.    As  the    New 
Tune  of  the  5^h  Pialm. 

Idolatry   reproved. 

1  "VTOT  to  our  names,  thou  only  juft  aud  true 
J_\  Not  to  our  worthlefs  names  is  glory  due : 
Thy  pow'r  and  grace,  thy  truth  and  juitice  claim 
Immortal  honours  to  thy  fov'reign  name  ; 
Shine  thro*  the  earth  from  heav'n  thy  bieft  abode, 
Nor  let  the  heathens  fay ;  And  where's  your  God  ? 

2  Heav'n  is  thine  higher  court,  where  ftands  thy 

throne 
And  thro'  the  lower  worlds  thy  will  is  done  : 
God  fram'd  this  earth,theflanyheav'nshe  fpread, 


But  fools  adore  the  gods  their  hands  have  made! 
The  knceh'ng  croud,  with  looks  devout  behold 
Their  filver-faviour's.  and  their  faints  of  gold. 
[Vain  are  thofe  artful  fhapesof  eyes  and  ears, 
The  molten  image  neither  fees  nor  hears  : 
Their  hands  are  helplcfs.  nor  their  feet  can  move, 
They  have  no  fpeech,    nor  thought    nor    power 

nor  love, 
Yet  fottifh  mortals  make  their  long  complaints 
To  their  deaf  idols,  and  their  movelefs  faints. 

The  rich  have  ftatues  well  adorn'd  with  gold  ; 
The  poor  content  with  gods  of  coarfer  mould, 
With  tools  of  iron  carve  the  fenfiefs  ftock 
Lopt  from  a  tree,  or  broken  from  a  rock  : 
People  and  prierh  drive  on  thefolcmn  trade. 
And  trull  the  gods  that  faws  and  hammers  made  ]] 

Be  heav'n  and  earth  amaz'd!  'Tis  hard  to  fay 
Which  are  more  ftupid,  or  their  gods,  or  they. 
O  Ifrael,  truft  the   Lord  :    he  hears  and  fees, 
He  knows  thy  forrows  and  reftores  thy  peace  : 
Kis  worfhip  does  a  thoufand  comforts  yield, 
He  is  thy  help,  and  he  thine  heav'nly  fhield. 
In  God  we  truft  :  our  impious  foes  in  vain 
Attempt  our  ruin,  and  oppofe  his  reign  ; 
Had  they  prevatl'd,  darknefs  had  clos'd  our  day?, 
And  death  and  filence  had  forbid  his  praife  : 
But  we  are  fav'd,  and  live  : — Let  fongs  arife, 
And  Zion  blefs  the  God  that  built  the  ikies. 
PSALM   CXVI.    Firft  Part.    Common  Metre 
Recovery  from  Sickycfs. 

I    LOVE  the  Lord  :  he  heard  my  cries, 
And  pity'd  every  groan, 
Lon£  as  £  l>ve,  when  troubles  rife, 
I'll  ha  11  en  to  his  t-hrone. 


PSALM  '-.AVI.  *& 

2  1  love  the  Lord  :  he  bow'd  his  ear, 

And  chas'dmy  griefs  away  : 
O  let  my  heart  no  more  defpair, 
When  i  have  breath  to  pray. 

3  My  fiefh  declined,  my  fpirits  fell, 

And  I  drew  near  tne  dead, 
While  inward  pangs  and  fears  of  hell 
Perplexed  my  wakeful  head. 

4  ««  My  God,  (1  cry'd)  thyfervant  fave, 

«s  Thou  ever  good  andjull; 
««  Thy  power  can  rcfcue  from  the  grave, 
*<  Thy  power  is  all  my  trull  " 
r   The  Lord  beheld  me  fore  diftreft, 
He  bade  my  pains  remove  : 
Return,  my  foul,  to  God  thy  reft, 
For  thou  halt  known  his  love. 
6  My  God  hathfav'd  my  foul  from  death, 
And  dty'd  my  feTmg  tears  : 
Now  to  his  prailf  I'll  fpend  ray  breath, 
And  my  remaining  years. 

PSALM  CXVL    ii,  &c.  Second  Part.  Com.  Metre. 
Thank  for  private  Deliverance. 

i  T7£7HAT  mal1  l  render  to  my  God 

VV     F°r  ?'11  his  kIndncfs  mown  ' 
My  feet  mail  vifit  thine  abode, 
My  fongs  addrefs  thy  throne. 

2  Among  the  faints  thai  fill  thine  houfe 

My  off' rings  (hall  be  paid  ; 
There  (hall  my  zeal  perform  my  vows 
LViy  foul  in  anguifh  made. 

3  How  much  is  .mercy  thy  delight, 

Thou  ever  blcffed  God  ! 


How  dear  thy  fervants  in  thy  fight  ? 
How  precious  is  their  blood  ? 

4  How  happy  all  thy  fervants  are  ! 

How  great  thy  grace  to  me  ! 
My  life,  which  thou  haft  made  thy  care 
Lord,  I  devote  to  thee.- 

5  Now  I  am  thine,  for  ever  thine, 

Nor  mall  my  purpofe  move  ; 
Thy  hands  has  loos'd  my  bonds  of  pain, 
And  bound  me  with  thy  love. 

6  Here  in  thy  courts  I  leave  my  vow, 

And  thy  rich  grace  record  : 
Wjtneft,  }e  faints,  who  hear  me  now, 
If  I  forfake  the  Lord. 
PSALM    CXVII.    Common  Metre. 
Praife  to  GOD  from  all  nations. 
ALL  ye  nations,  praife  the  Lord, 
Each  with  a  different  tongue  ; 
In  ev'ry  language  learn  his  Word, 
And  let  his  name  be  fung. 

His  mercy 'reigns  thro'  ev'ry  land; 

Proclaim  his  grace    abroad  ; 
Forever  iirm  his  truth  fhall  Hand— 

Praife  ye  the  faithful  God. 
PSALM      CXVII.    Long   Metre. 

ROM  all  that  dwell  below  the  fkies 
Let  the  Creator's  praife  arife  ; 
Let  the  Redeemer's  name  be  fung 
Thro'  ev'ry  Jand,  by  ev'ry  tongue* 
Eternal  are  thy  mercies,  Lord  ;  ' 
Eternal  truth  attends  thy  word  * 
Thy  praife  IhdU  found  from  (hore  to  fliore 
Till  funs  (hull  fet  and  rife  r,o  more.      ' 


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PSALM       CXVflT.  241 

P  S  A  L  M    CXVII.    Short  Metre. 

THY  name,  almighty  £,ord, 
Shall  found  thro*  diftant  lands  : 
Great  is  thy  grace,  and  fure  thy  word ; 
Thy  truth  forever  Hands. 

Far  be  thine  honor  fpread, 

And  long  thypraife  endure, 
'Till  morning  light  and  ev'ning  made 

Shall  be  exchang'd  no  more. 

SALM  CXVIIL  6-15.  F.rft  Part.  Common  Metre. 
Deliverance  from  a  tumult. 

THE  Lord  appears  my  helper  now, 
Nor  is  my  faith  afraid 
What  all  the  fons  of  earth  can  do,  • 

Since  heav'n  afFords  its  aid. 
'TIs  fafer,  Lord,  to  hope  in  thee, 

And  have  my  God  my  friend, 
Than  triifl  in  men  of  high  decree, 
And. an  their  truth  depend. 

'Tis  thro'  the  Lord  my  heart  is  ftrong 

In  him  my  lips  rejoice  ; 
While  his  falvation  is  my  fong, 

How  cheerful  is  my  voice  I 

Like  angry  bees  they  girt  m  eround; 

.  When  God  appears  they  fly  : 
So  burning  thorns,  with  crackling  found, 
Makes  a  fierce  blaze  and  die. 

Joy  to  the    faints   and  peace  belongs  : 

The  Lord  protects  their  days: 
Let  Ijarel  tune    immortal    fong3 

To  his  almighty  grace, 

o 


p  s  a  .l  m     cxvnr; 

[.    17,  2i.  Second  Pa 

from  Death* 
ORP,thou  haft  heard  thy  fervantcry) 
-u'd  from  the  grave  ;t 
I  he  live  :  (and  none  can  die, 
If  God.refolve  to  fa  ire.) 

2  Thy  re  canftant  than  before, 

Shall  fill  his  daily  breath  ; 
Thy  hand,  that  hath  ehallis'd  him  fore, 
Defends  him  dill  from 'death. 

3  Open  the  gate  of  Zion  now, 

For  we  (hall  wo  r  (hip  there, 
The  houfe  where  all  the  righteous  ga> 
Thy  mercy  to  declare, 

4  Among  th'  aflejnblies  of  thy  faints 

Our  thankful  voice  we  raife  ; 
There  we  have  told  thee  our  complaints, 
And  there  we  fpeak  thy'praife.  ■ 

PSALM  CXVIII.  22,  23.  Third  Part  Com.Mctre. 

Christ  the  Foundation  of  the  Church. 

\  "TVEHOLD  the  fure  foundation  (lone 
JD  Which   God  in  Zion  lays, 
To  build  our  heav'niy  hopes  upon, 
And  his  eternal  praife. 

2  Chofen  of  God,  to  finners  dear, 

And  faints  adore  the  name, 
They  trult  their  whole  falvation  here, 
Nor  fhall  they  fuffer  fhame. 

3  The  fooliih  builders,  fcribe  and  prieft, 

Rejecl:  it  with  difdaio  ; 
Firm  on  this  rock  the  church  (hall  red, 
And  envy  rage  in  vain. 


P    S    A    L    M        CXVIII.  24$ 

4  What  tho'  trie  gates  of  hell  withflood  ? 
Yet  muftthis  build* rig  rife  : 
'Tis  thy  own  work,  almighty  God, 
And  wondrous  in  cur  eyes 

PSALM  CXVIIT.  Ver.  24,  25,  26.  4th  Pari,  C 
Wofarmah ;  the  Lord* s  Day;  or,  Christ's  Rejur- 
re3lcn9  and  our  Salvation. 

1  r  I  1HIS  is  the  day  the  Lord  hath  made, 

I       He  calls  tlie  hours  his  c 
Let  heav  n  rejoice    let  earth  be  glad, 
And  praife  furround  the  throne, 

2  To  day  he  rofe  and  lcf»  the  dead  ; 

And  Satan's  empire  fell  ; 
To  day  tl  jad, 

And  all  his  wonders  tell. 

fannah  to  the  anointed  King, 
To  David's  hoiy  Si 
Kelp^us,  O  Lord  defcei 

Salvation  from  thy  throne. 

Reft  is  the  Lord,  who  chines  to  men 

With  mefl'ages  of  grace  : 
Who  comes  in  Cod  his  Father's  name, 
To  fave  our  finful  race. 

j  Kofannah  in  the  higbeft  (trains 
The  church  on  earth  can  raife  ; 

The  higheft  her.v'ns,  in  which  he  reigns, 
Shall  give  hirn  nobler  praife. 

PSALM  CXVIir.   Ver.  22,  27.  Short  We 

An  H< fannah  for  tht \Lord 'tfiay;  or,  'A  n^u 

of  ^  bnaltm  by  Christ. 

1  Q1;:-  •si"  ^"  ne 

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244  P    S    A    M    L       cxvrir. 

Yet  God  hath  built  his  church  thereon 
In  fpite  of  envious  Jews. 

2  The  fcribc  and  angry  prieft 
RcjecT  thine  only  Son  ; 

Yet  on  this  Rock  fhall  Zion  reft, 
As  the  chief  corner  Hone. 

3  The  work,  O  lord,  is  thine, 
And  wondrous  in  our  eyes : 

This  day  declares  it  all  divine, 
This  day  did  Jefus  rife. 

4  This  Is  the  glorious  day 
That  our  Redeemer  made; 

Let  us  rejoice,  and  fing,   and  pray, 
Let  all  the  church  he  glad. 

5  Hofannah  to  the  King 
Of  David's  royal  blood  : 

Blcfs  him,  ye  faints,  he  comes  to  bring 
balvation  from  your  God. 

6  We  blefs  chine  hojy  word 
Which  all  this  grace  difplays  ; 

And  offer  on  thine  altar,    Lord, 

Our  lacrifice  of  praife. 
PSALM    CXVIII.    Ver.  22-27.    Long  Metre* 
An  Hofannah  for  the  hordes  Bay ;  or,   A  new  Song 

of  Salvation  by  Christ. 
I  O  !   what  a  glorious  Corner  ftone 

JLn  The  jewifh  builders  did  rtfufe  : 
But  God  hath  built  his  church  thereon, 
In  fpite  of  envy  and  the  Jews. 

2   Great  God,   the  work  is  all  divine, 
The  joy  and  wonder  of  our  eyes  ; 
This  is  the  day  that  proves  it  thine- 
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PSALM        CXIX.  £45 

3  Sinners  rejoice,  aire!  faints  be  g:ad  ; 
JHofannah.  let  his  name  be  bleft ; 
A  tboufand  honors  on  his  head, 
With  peace  and  light  and  glory  reft  ! 

4  In  God's  own  name  he  comes  to  bring 
Salvation  to  our  dying  race  ; 

Let  the  whole  church  addrefs  their  King 
With  hearts  of  joy,  and  fongs  of  praife. 

[I  have  collected  and  difpofed  the  moft  ufeful 
Veries  of  the  cxixth  Pfalrn  under  eighteen  different 
Heads)  and  formed  a  Divine  So:ig  upon  each  of 
them.  But  the  Verfes  are  much  tranfpofed,  to 
attain  fonie  Degree  of  connection. 

In  fome  places,  among  the  Words  Lawf  Com* 
wands,  Jurfgmet2iS)   Te/rimohies,  I  h 
Word,  Grace ,  Truth,  Promifcs,  oV.  as  a 
able   to  the   New   Teftament,    and    ftje  cor 
•  Language  of  Chriftians,  and  it  equally  anrwer 
-  Defign  of  the  Pfalmill,  which  was  to  recommend 
the  holy  Scripture. '} 

P  3  A  L  M   CXIX.   Fii  f  ion  ?  fetre. 

The  Bhjfcdmjs  of  Sai  ery  rf  Sinners.. 

Ver.  -i,  2,  3. 

1  "O  LUST  are  the  undefil'd  In  heart, 
JL3  Whofe  v,  rbt  and  cl 

,  Who  never  from  thy  law  depart, 
But  fly  from  every  fin.  f 

2  Bleft  ars  the  men  that  keep  thy  word, 
^nd  praciiie  thy  commands; 

With  theiv  whole  h£art  they  feels  the  Lord 
And  ferve  thee 

165. 

3  Great  is  the i  who  love  tl 


%&  P    S    A    L    M        CXIX. 

Nor  can  a  bold  temptation  draw 
Their  ftcady  feet  afidc 

Ver.  21,  1 1 8. 

4  Then  (hall  my  heart  have  inward  joy, 

And  keep  my  face  from  fhame, 
When  all  thy  Itatutes  I  obey 
And  honor  all  thy  name. 

5  But  haughty  finners  God  will  hate, 

The  proud  mail  die  accurft  ; 
The  fons  of  falfhood  and  deceit 
Are  trodden  to  the  duft. 

Ver.  no,  153. 

6  \  ile  as  the  drofs  the  wicked  are  ; 

And  thofe  that  leave  thy  ways 
Shall  fee  falvation  from  afar, 
But  never  tafte  thy  grace. 

PSALM    CXIX.     Second  Part. 
Secret  Devotion  and  Spiritual  mindednefs  ;  or,  Conflant 
Convetfe  <witb  GOD* 
Ver.  147,  55. 

O  thee,  before  the  dawning  light, 
My  gracious  God,  1  pray  $ 
I  meditate  thy  name  by  night, 
And  keep  thy  law  by  day. 
Ver.  81. 

2  My  fpirit  faints  to  fee  thy  grace, 

Thy  prom  if  e  bears  me  up  ; 
And  while  falvation  long  delays, 
Thy  word  fupports  my  hope. 
Ver.  ^164. 

3  Seven  times  a  day  T  li<"c  my  hands, 

And  pay  my  thanks  to  thet  : 
Thy  righteous  providence  demands 
Repeated  praife  from  2:1c. 

M 


P    S    A    L    M        CXIX.  24; 

Ver.  62. 
ight  darknefs  veils  the  ikies, 
I  call  thv  works  to  mind  : 
My  thoughts  in  warm  devotion  rife, 
And  fweet  acceptance  find. 

PSALM     CXIX.    Third  Parr. 

Profeffion  of  Sincerity,  RrpsrJanu,  and Obedience, 
Ver.  57/60. 

1  r  I  iHOU  art  my  portion,   O  my  God, 

I       Soon  as  I  know  thy  way, 
My  heart  makes  hafte  t'  obey  thy  word, 
And  fuffers  no  delay. 

Vcr.  30,    »4. 

2  I  choofe  the  path  of  heav'my  tiuth, 

And  glory  in  my  choice  ; 

Not  all  the  riches  of  the  earth 

Could  make  me  fo  rejoice. 

3  The  teftimonies  of  thy  grace 

I  fet  before  my  eyes  : 
Thence  1  derive  my  daily  ftrength, 
And  there  my  comfort  lies. 
Ver.  59. 

4  If  once  I  wander  from  thy  path, 

I  think  upon  my  ways, 
Then  turn  my  feet  to  thy  commands* 
And  truft  thy  pard'ning  grace. 
Ver.  94,  112. 

5  Now  I  am  thine,  for  ever  thine, 

O  fave  thy  fervant,  Lord, 
Thou  art  my  fhicld,  my  hiding  place, 
My  hope  is  in  thy  word. 
Ver.  lit. 

6  Thou  haft  inclined  this  heart  of  mine, 

Thy  (latutes  to  fulfil  ; 
And  thus  'till  mortal  life  (hall  end, 
Would  I  perform  thy  will, 


HS  PSALM        CXIX. 

P  3  A  L  M    CXIX.     Fourth  Part. 
Injlruftion  from  Scripture, 

1  TJT  0W  mail  the  y°u«g  fecure  their  hearts 
JOL    And  guard  their  lives  from  fin  ? 

Thy  word  the  choicer!  rules  imparts 
To  keep  the  confeience  clean.  * 

Ver.  i?o. 

2  When  once  it  enters  to  the  mind, 

It  fpreads  fuch  H^ht  abroad 
The  meaneft  foul  3  in  ft  ruction  find, 
And  raife  their  thoughts  to  Go  J. 

VtT-  l°s- 

3  •  Yh  like  the  fun,  a  heav'nly  light, 

That  guides  m  ?A\  the  day  ; 
And  thro*  the  dangers  of  the  night 
A  lamp  to  lead  our  way. 
Ver,  go,  ieo. 

4  The  men  that  keep  thy  law  with  care, 

And  meditate  thy  word, 
Grow  wifer  than  their  teachers  are, 
And  better  know  the  Lord. 
Ver,  104,  113. 

5  Thy  precepts  make  me  truly  wife; 

I  hate  era  road  : 

I  hate  my  own  x~ln  thoughts  that  life, 
But  love  thy  law,  my  God. 
80,  90,  91. 

6  [The  Harry  heav'hs  thy  rue  obey, 

The  enrth  maintains  her  place  ; 
And  the fe  thy  fervants,  night  and  day, 
Thy  ikill  and  pow'r  exprefs. 

7  But  Hill  thy  law,  and  gofpel,  Lord, 

i\  e  leffons  more  divine  : 
Not  earth  (lands  firmer  than  thy  word, 
Nor  liars  fo  nobly  (hi&e, 


PSALM     CXIX.  249 

Ver.:  190,  140,  9,  119 
8  Thy  word  is  everiafting  truth 
How  pure  is  ev'ry  page  ! 
That  holy  book  mail  guide  our  youth, 
And  well  fupport  our  age. 

PSALM    CXIX.    Fifth  Parr. 
Delight  in  Scripture  ;  or,    the   Word  of  GOD  dwel- 
ling in  us, 
Ver.  97 

1  jT\H  how  I  love  thy  holy  law  ! 
\_J    >Tis  daily  my  delight ; 
And  thence  my  meditations  draw 

Divine  advice  by  night. 

Ver.  148. 

2  My  waking  eyes  prevent  the  day 

To  meditate  thy  word  : 
My  foul  w'th  longing  melts  away, 
To  hear  thy  gofpel,  Lord. 
Ver.  3,  13,  44. 

3  Thy  heav'nly  words  my  heart  engage, 

And  will  employ  my  tongue. 
And  in  my  tirefome  pilgrimage, 
Yield  me  a  heav'nly  long. 
Ver.  19,  103. 

4  Am  I  a  Granger,  or  at  home, 

Tis  my  perpetual  feaft  ; 
Not  honey  dropping  from  the  comb 
So  much  allures  the  tafte. 
Ver.  72,  1C7. 
c   No  treafures  foenrich^the  mind; 
Nor  mail  thy  word  be  fold 
For  loads  of  filver  well  reftn'd, 
Nor  heaps  of  eho-ced  gold: 
Ver.  23,  49,  i>v 
6  When  nature  finks,    and  ipirits  drccp> 
Thy  promifes  of  grace 


T  '    °    ^    L    ™       CXIX. 

Are  pillars  to  fupport  my  hope, 
And  there  I  write  thy  praife. 

PSALM    CXIX.    Sixth  Par. 

Holinefs  and  Comfort  from  the  Word* 
Ver.  123. 

1  V     ORD,. I  cfteem  thy  judgments  right, 
f   i   And  all  thy ftatutesjuff, 

Thence  I  maintain  a  cod  font  fight, 
With  ev'ry  flatt'ring  luft.      & 
Ver.  97,  9. 

2  Thy  precepts  often  I  furvey, 

I  keep  thy  law  in  fight 
Thro'  all  the  bufitiefs  of  the  day. 
To  form  my  a&iona  right. 
Ver.  62. 

3  My  heart  in  midnightijfeoce  cries, 

**  How  fweet  thy  comforts  be  ;" 
My  thoughts  in  holy  wonder  rife, 
And  ofcing  their  thanks  to  thee. 
Ver.  162. 

4  And  when  my  fpirit  drinks  her  fill, 
^  At  feme  good  word  of  thine, 

*  Km'ghty  meH  that  mare  the  fpoil, * 
Have  joys  cornpar'd  to  mine. 

PSALM    CXIX.    Seventh  Part. 
I+perfecl'wn  of  Nature,  and  ferfaion  of  Scripture* 

Ver.  96,  Paraphrafed. 
1    T     ET  all  the  heathen  writers  join 
JL^    To  form  one  pcifect   book-, 
Great  God,  if  once  compar'd  with  thine, 
How  mean  their  writings  look. 
12   Not  the  moft  perfedl  rules  they  give, 
Could  fhc w  forgiv'n: 


P    S    A    L    M        CXIX.  £-r 

Nor  lead  a  (rep  beyond  the  grave, 
But  thine  con    .    .        ;eav'n.  . 

I've  fecn  an 'en  t  we  call 

cct'or  here  below  ; 
How  ihort  the  pow  rs  of  nature  fall, 
And  can  no  farther  go. 

Yet  man  would  fain  Bejuft  with  God, 

By  works  their  hands  have  wrought  : 
But  thy  commands,  exceeding  broad, 

Extend  to  every  thought. 
In  vain  we  boaft  perfection  here, 

While  fin  defiles  our  frame  : 
And  (inks  our  virtues  down  {o  far 

They  fcarce  deferve  the  name. 

Our  faith,  and  love,  and  ev'ry  gnce 

Fall  far  below  thy  word  ; 
But  perfect  truth  and  righteoufnefs 
Dwell  only  with  the  Lord. 
PSALM    CXIX.    Eighth  Fart.  Common  Metre, 
Excellency  end  Variety  of  Scripture. 
Ver.    in.      Paraphrafed. 

LORD,  I  have  made  thy  word  my  choice, 
My  lading  heritage  ; 
There  (hall  my  noble  ft  pow'rs  rejoice, 
My  warmed  thoughts  engage. 
j   I'll  read  the  hinVries  of  thy  love, 
And  keep  thy  laws  in  light, 
While  thro'  the  promifes  I  rove, 

With  ever-frefh  delight. 
'Tis  a  broad  land  of  wealth  unknown, 

Where  fprings  of  life  arife, 
Seeds  of  immortal  blifs  are  fov/n, 
And  hidden  glory  lies  i 


25*  F    S     A     L    M        CXIX. 

4  The  bed  re'itf  that  mourners  have, 
It  makes  our  furrows  bleft  ; 
Oar  fairefl  hope  beyond  the  grave, 
And  our  eternal  refc. 

PSALM    CXIX.     Ninth  Parr. 

DJire  of  Knowledge, 

Ver.  04,  68.  18. 

1  HpHY  mercies  fill  the  earth,   O  lord, 

How  good  thy  works  appear  ! 
Open  my  eyes  to  read  thy  word, 
"And  ke  thy  wonders  there, 
Ver.  73,  12  c. 

2  My  heart  was  fafhion'd  by  thy  hand, 

M.y  fervice  is  thy  due, 
Oil   make  thy  fervant  underftand 
The  duties  I  muft  do. 

3  Since  I'm  a  ftranger  here  below, 

Let  not  thy  path  be  hid. 
But  mark  the  road  my  feet  mould  go, 
And  be  my  conftant  guide. 
Ver.  26. 

4  When  I  confefs'd  my  wand'ring  ways, 

Thou  heardit  my  foul  camplain  ; 
Grant'  me.  the  teachings  of  thy  grace, 
Or  1  (hall  ftray  again. 

Ver.  33,  34. 

5  If  God  to  me  his  ftatutes  (hew, 

And  heav'nly  truth  import, 
His  work  for  ever  I'll  purfue, 
His  law  (hall  rule  my  heart. 
Ver.  50,  71. 

6  This  was  my  comfort  when  I  bore 

Variety  of  grief  : 
It  made  me  learn  thy  word  the  more, 
And  fly  to  that  relief. 


?    S    A    L    M        CX1X.  253 

Ver.  51. 

7  [In  vain  the  proud  deride  me  now? 
I'll  ne'er  forget  thy  law, 
Nor  let  that  blefTed  gcfpel  go 
Whence  all  my.  hopes  I  draw. 
Ver.     27,     171, 
When  1  have  Iearn'd  my  Father's  will. 

I'll  teach  the  world  his  ways  ; 
My  thankful  lips  infpir'd  with  zeaL 
Shall  fing  aloud  his  praife.  j 

P    S    A    I,    M        CXIX.       Tenth  Part. 

pleading  the  Promifes. 
Ver.  3S,  49. 
1    13  E  HOLD  thy  waiting  fervant,  Lord, 
JLJ   Devoted   to  thy  fear  ; 
Remember  and  Confirm  thy  word, 
For  aJ  my  hopes  are  there. 

Ver.    4i,     58     ro7. 
Haft  thou  not  fent  falvation  down, 
-  And  promis'd  quick'ning  grace, 
J)oth  not  my  heart  addrefs  thy  throne  t 
And  yet  thy  love  delays. 

Ver.      123,      42. 
Mine  eyes  for  thy  falvation  fail  : 

Oh  bear  thy  fervant  up  ; 
Nor  let    the  fcoffing  lips   prevail. 
Who  dare  reproach  my  hope. 
Ver.     49,      74. 
Eid&  thot  not  raife  my  faith,   O  Lord  ? 
Then   let  thy  truth  appear  : 
Saints  (hail  rejoice  in  my  reward, 
And  trull  as  weli  as  fear. 


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P    S    A     L    M        CXIX, 


P  3  A  L  M    CXIX.     Eleventh  Part. 

Breathing  after  Holinrfs. 

V<?r.  .5,33. 
II  that  the  Lord  would  guide  Tty  wa 
J    To  keep  his   Salutes  lliil  ! 
Oh  that  in y  God  would  grant  mc  grace, 
To  know  and  do  his  will. 
Ver.  29. 

2  Oh  fend  thy  Spirit  dowri  to  write 

Thy  law  upon  my  heart! 
Nor  let  ray  tongue  indulge  deceit, 
Nor  adt  the  liar's  part. 

Ver   37,  36. 

3  From  vanity  turn   off  my  eyes  ; 

Let  no  corrupt  dtfign. 
Nor  covetous  di  fires  aujc 
Within  this  foul  of  retire- 
Ver.  133. 

4  Order  my  foott*e?3  by  thy  word, 

And  make  my  heart  fmcere  ; 
Let  fin  have  no  dominion,   Lord, 
But  keep  my  confidence  clear. 
Vcj.   176. 

5  My  foul  hath  gone  too  far  aftray, 

My  feet  too  often  flip; 
Yet  iince  [keep  in  mind  thy  way 
lt'ltore  thy  waod'ring  iheep. 
Ver.  35. 

6  Make  me  to  wa^k  in  thy  commands, 

Tis.  a  delightful  road  ; 
Korlet  my  head,  nor  heart,  ncrbafl 
Offend  asainlt  ruy  G^d, 


?  s  a  l  m      cm::. 

PSALM    CXIX.     Twelfth    Parr. 
Briothing  after  Comfort  and  Durance. 
Ver.  153. 

MY  God,  confidcr  mv  diftrcfs, 
.Let  mercy  plead  my  caufe, 
Though  I  have  finn'd  again  ft  thy  grace 
I  ne'er  forget  thy  laws.  * 

pbrbid,  forbid  the  fcarp  reproach, 

Winch   I  fojuftly  fear; 
Uphold  my  life,  uphold  my  hopes, 
JNor  let  my  frame  appear, 
Ver.   122     1  -  - 
Be  thou  a  fulty,  Lord,'  form-, 
Nor  let  the  proud  opprefs  \ 
utmakethy  waiting  lerv3iuft, • 
■the  IhinmgG  of  thy  face. 
\n  •,        Ver-99,  «r, 

My  eyes  with  expeaation  fail  ; 

My  heart  within  me  cries, 
'   When  will  the  Lord  his  truth  fuJJlf 
And  bid  my  comforts  rife?*' 
,  Ver.  131. 

.00*  down  upon  my  forrows.  Lord, 
And  &cw  thy  graise  the  fame  j 
ny  tender  mercies  ftiil  afford 
To  thofe  that  love  thy  name. 
UM    CXIX-    lWo,fc  Part.  Com.  Metre, 
^(y  tfrar,  W  Tendernefs  of  Corfcience. 
Ver.    10. 


IV 


Ith  my  whole  heai  t  I've  fought  thy  face, 
Oh  let  me  never  fcray 


rom  thy  commands,  O  God  of  grace, 
^for  tread  the  finner's  way. 


%$  PSALM       CXIX. 

Ver.  11. 
2  Thy  word  I've  plac'd  within  my  heart> 
To  keep  my  conference  clean  i 
And  be  an  everlafting  guartf. 
From  every  rlfing  fin. 

Ver.  63,  53,158. 
2   I'm  a  companion  of  the  faints, 
Who  fear  and  love  the  Lord  ; 
My  forrows  rife,  my  nature  faints, 
When  men  tranfgrefs  thy  word. 
Ver.    161,  163- 
4  While  finners  do  thy  gofpel  wrong, 
My  fpirits  Hands  in  awe  \ 
My  foul  abhors  a  lying  tongue, 
But  loves  thy  righteous  law. 
'  Ver.  16 1,  no- 
r  My  heart  with  facred  rev'rence  hears 
The  threat'nings  of  thy  word  *, 
My  Acfh  with  holy  trembling  fears 
The  judgement  of  the  Lord. 
Ver.  1$$,  174- 
£  My  God,   I  long,  I  hope,  I  wait, 
For  thy  falvation  ftill: 
While  thy  whole  law  is  my  delight, 
And  I  obey  thy  will. 
PSALM   CXIX.    Fourteenth  Part. 

Benefit  of  /ijjlidkns,  and  Supports  under  then. 
Ver.  153,81,82. 

1  /CONSIDER  all  my  forrows,  Lord, 
Vy    And  thy  deliverance  fend  i 

My  foul  for  thy  falvation  faints, 
When  will  my  troubles  end  ! 
Ver.  71. 

2  Yet  I  have  found  'tis  good  for  me 

To  bear  my  Father's  rod  i 


PSALM        LXiA.  *>7 

Affli&incs  make  me  learn  thy  law, 
And  live  upon  my  God. 
Ver.  50. 
3  Thi*  is  the  comfort  I  enjoy 
When  new  diftrefs  begins  : 
I  read  thy  word,  1  run  thy  way, 
And  hate  my  former  Tina. 
Vef.  <jl. 
t  Had  not  thy  word  been  my  delight 
When  earthly  joys  were  fad, 
My  foul,  oppreft   with  forrows  weight, 
Had  funk  arnongft  the  dead. 
Ver.  75. 

5  I  know  thy  judgments.  Lord,  ate  right. 

Though  thty  may  feem  fevere  ; 
The  fharpeft  fufferings  I  endure 
Flow  from  thy  faithful  cars. 
Ver.  67. 

6  Before  I  knew  thy  chaining  rod, 

My  feet  were  apt  to  ftray  ; 
But  now  I  learn  to  keep  thy  word, 
Nor  wander  from  thy  way. 
PSALM    CXIX.   Fifteenth  Fart. 
Holy  Refoiutkns. 
Ver.  93. 
3    /\H  that  thy  ftatutes  every  hour, 
\J    Might  dwell  upon  my  mind  ! 
Thence  1  derive  a  quick*  r.ing  power 
And  daily  pesce  I  find, 

Ver.  15,  16. 
a  To  meditate  thy  precepts.  Lord, 
Shall  be  rny  fweet  employ;         * 
My  foul  fnali  ne'er  forget  thy  word, 
Thv  word  is  all  my  joy. 


»5*  r   S     A    L    M       CXIX. 

3  How  would  I  run  in  th/commandi, 

it  thou  my  heart  difcharge 
From  fin  and  Span's  hateful  chains 
And  Ictmy  feet  at  large! 
V<r.  13.  46. 

4  My  lips  with  courage  mall  declare 

Thy  ftatutes  and  thy  name  J 
VI] I  fpeak  thy  word,  tho'  kings  mould  hear. 
Nor  jield  to  finful  fliame. 

Ver.  61,  69,70. 

5  Let  bands  of  perfecutors  rife 

To  rob  me  of  my  right. 
Let  pride  and  malice  forge  their  lies, 
The  law  is  my  delight. 

t>  •Vcr*  IJ>- 

6  Depart  from  me,  ye  wicked  race, 

Whofe  hands  and  hearts  are  ill: 

I  love  my  God,   I  love  his  ways,  * 

And  rauil  obey  his  will. 

PSALM    CXIX.  Sixteenth  P,rt. 

Prayer  Jcr  quickening  Grace* 

Ver.  2j,  3;. 

1    TVPr  f°Ul  HeS  clcavinS  to  thc  duft, 
-LV&   Lord,  give  me  life  divine  : 
From  vain  defiresand  every  lull 
Turn  off  thefe  eyes  of  mine. 

2  I  need  the  influence  of  thy  grace 

To  fpeed  me  in  thy  way, 
Ltrt  I  mould  loiter  in  my  race, 
Or  turn  my  feet  aftray. 
Ver.  107. 

3  When  foreaffli&iong  prefs  me  down, 

i  need  thy  quick'ning  powers ; 


P    S    A    L    M      CXIX.  25* 

Thy  word  that  1  have  relief  on 
Shall  help  try  heavieft  hours. 
Ver.    1^6,   40. 

4  Are  not  thy  mercies  fov'reign  Hill. 

And  thou  a  faithful  God  ? 
Wi  t  thou  not  grant  me  warmer  zeal 
To  rim  the  heav'nly  road  ? 
Ver.  1  so,  40. 

5  Does  not  my  heart  thy  precepts  love, 

And  long  to  fee  thy  face  ? 
And  yet  how  flow  my  fpirits  move 
Without  enlivening  grace  ! 
\  fir.  93 

6  Then  mail  I  love  thy  gofpel  more, 

And  ne'er  forget  thy.  word, 
When  I   have  felt  it'*  qmck'ning  pow'r 
To  draw  me  near  the  Lord. 

PSALM    CXIX.     Seventeenth  Fart.    Long  Metre. 
Grace  fiining  in  Dijuultics  and  Trials, 
Ver.  143.  28. 

1  "\JI7*HkN  pain  and  anguim    Geze  me,  Lore1, 

VV    All  mv  funport  is  from  thy  word  : 
My  foul  devolves  for  heavinefs  ; 
Uphold  me  with  thy  firength'ning  grace. 
Ver.  51:  09.  no. 

2  The  proud  have  fram'd  their  fcoffa  end  lies, 
They  wa|$i  rry  f^iet  with  envious  eyes, 
They  tempt  my  foul  to  fnares  and  fin  ; 
Vet  thy  commands  I  ne'er  dec:ine. 

Ver.  161.  78. 

3  They  hate  me.  Lord,  without  a  caufe, 
They  h*te  to  fee  me    ove  thy  laws  ; 
But  I  wil    trufl:  and  fear  thy  name, 
Till  gride  and  malice  die  with  lhame. 


*6o  PSA    L    M        CXX. 

PSALM    TXIX.    Lift  Part. 

Santljfied  Jffl'Mions  ;  or,  Delphi  in  the  Word  of  GOD 

Vcr.  67.  50. 

1  T^ATHER,  I  blefs  thy  gentle  hand  ; 
JL  How  kind  was  thy  chaUiiing  rod, 
That  fore'd  my  conference  to  a  it 

And  brought  my  wand'ring  foul  to  Cod  ! 

2  Foolifh  and  vain,  I  went  a  ft  ray. 

1  re  I  had  felt  thy  fcourges,  Lord, 
I  left   my  guide,  and  loft  my  way  : 
Jbu?  now  I  love  and  keep  thy  word. 
Ver.    71. 

3  'Tis  good  for  me  to  wear  the  yoke, 

For  pride  is  r.pt  to  rife  and  fwdl  ; 
'Tis  good  to  bcai-  my  father's  itroke. 
That  I  might  learn  his  ilatutes  wtlK 
Vei    72. 

4  The  laxv  that  iffues  from  thy  mouth 

Shall  raife  my  cheerful  pafiions  more 
Than  all  the  treafurea  of  the  fouth, 
Or  richeft  hills  of  golden  ore. 
Ver.  73. 

5  Thy  hands  have  made  my  mortal  framt, 

Thy  Ipiiit  £>rm'd  my  foui  within  : 
Teach  me  to  know  thy  wondrous  name. 
And  guard  me  fafe  from  death  and  fi». 
Ver    74. 

6  Then  all  that  love  and  fear  the  Lord 

At  my  falvation  /hall  rtjoice  ; 
For  I  have  trulted  in  thy  word. 

And  made  thy  grace  my  only  choice. 
PSALM     CXX.     Common  Metre. 
Complaint  of  Quarrel fome  Neighbours  ;  or,  A  Devout 

IVi/h  for  Peace- 
X    Hp  HOU  God  of  love,  thou  ever  bleit, 
JL     Piiy  my  fufPring  ftate  j 


PSALM        CXXL  z 

When  wiit  thou  fet  my  foul  £t  rtfi, 
From  lips  that  love  deceit  ? 

2  Hard  lot  of  mine  1  My  days  are  call 

Among  the  ions  of  ftrife, 
VVhofe  never  ceaiing  quarrels  waite 
My  golden  hours  of  iife« 

3  Oh  might  I  fly  to  change  my  place, 

How  would  I  choofe  to  dwell 

In  fome  wide  lonefome  wildernefs, 

And  leave  thefe  gates  of  hell  r 

4  Peace  is  the  blefilng  that  I  fcek, 

How  lovely  are  its  charms  ! 
I  am  for  peace  ;  but  when  I  fpeak, 
They  all  declare  for  arms. 

c  New  paffions  ft  ill  their  fowls  engage, 
And  keep  their  malice  ilrong  : 
What  mall  be  done  to  cu»b  thy  rage, 
O  thou  devouring  tongue  ! 

6  Should  burning  arrows  fmite  thee  through, 
Strict  jufttce  would  approve  ; 
But  I  would  rather  fpare  my  foe, 
And  melt  his  heait  with  love. 

PSALM      CXXL    Long   Metre. 
DWine.    ProteSirm. 
i   T  TP  to  the  hills  I  lift  mine  eyes, 

<LJ    TV  eternal  hills  beyond  the  fkies  ; 
Thence  all  her  help  my  foul  derives  j 
There  my  almighty  refuge  lives. 

2  He  lives  ;  the  everlsfling  God, 

That  built  the  world*  that  fpread  the  flood  ; 
The  heav'ns,with  all  their  hoft,  he  made, 
And  the  dark  regions  of  the  dead. 

r3 


ft&t  PSALM       CXXI. 

3  He  guide*  ou^  feet,  he  guards  our  way  ; 
His  morning  fmilea  adorn  the  day  : 

Pie  fpreade  the  evening  veil,  and  keeps 
The  filent  hours  while  Ifrael  fleep?. 

4  Ifrael,  a  name  divinely  bleft, 
May  rife  fecure,  fecure'y  reft  ; 
Thy  holy  guardian's  wakeful  eyes 
Admit  no  flumber,  nor  furprife. 

5  No  fun  (hall  frnite  thy  head  by  day 
Nor  the  pale  moon  wich  (ickly  ray 
Shall  blaft  thy  couch  ;  no  baleful  liar 
Darts  his  malignant  fire  fo  far. 

6  Should  earth  and  hell  with  malice  burij, 
Still  thou  /halt  go,  and  ft  ill  return; 
Safe  in  the  Lord  !    his  heav'niy  care 
Defends  thy  life  from  every  fnare. 

7  Cn  thee  foul  fpirits  have  no  power  ; 
And  in  thy  laft  departing  hour, 
Angels,  that  trace  the  airy  road, 
Shall  bear  thee  homeward  to  thy  God. 

PSALM    CXXI.    Common  Metre. 
Prefefualion  by  Day  and  Night. 

1  HT1 0  heav'n  I  lift  my  waiting  eyes, 

JL     There  all  my  hopes  are  laid  , 
The  Lord  that  built  the  earth  and  fkies 
Is  my  perpetual  aid. 

2  Their  ftedfaft  feet  fhall  never  fall, 

Whom  he  dcfigns  to  keep  ; 
His  ear  attends  the  foftcft  call  ; 
His  eyes  can  never  fleep. 

3  He  will  fuftain  our  weakeft  powers; 

\Vith  his  almighty  arm, 


p    S    A    L    M        CXXI  263 

And  watch  our  moft  unguarded  hours 
A  gain  ft  furprifing  harm. 

4  Ifrael  rejoice,  and  reft  fecure, 
Thy  keeper  is  the  Lord  : 

His  wakeful  eyes  employ  his  power 
For  thine  eternal  guard. 

5  Nor  fcorching  fun,  nor  fickly  mcora 
Shall  have  its  leave  to  finite  : 

He  fhields  thy  head  from  burning noon, 
From  biafling  damps  at  night. 

6  He  guards  thy  fcul.  he  keeps  thy  breath, 

Where  thickeft  dangers  come  ; 

Co  and  return,  fecifre  from  death, 

Till  God  commands  thee  home. 

V  S  A  L  M    CXXI.    As  the  148th  Bfalm. 
GOD  our  Prefervsr. 

1  T  TPWARD   I  lift  mine  eyes, 

U     From  God  is  ali  my  aid  ; 
The  God  that  built  the  fides. 

And  earth  and  nature  made ; 

God  is  the  tower 
To  which  I  fly  ; 
His  grace  is  nigh 
In  every  hour. 

2  My  feet  fhall  never  flide. 

And  fail  in  fatal  fnarea, 
Since  God  my  guard  and  guide, 
Defends  me  from  my  fears. 

Thofe  wakeful  eyes 
That  never  deep, 
Shall  Ifrael  keep 
When  danger  rife* 


a64  PSALM        CXXIJ. 

3  No  burning  heats  by  day, 

Nor  blads  of  ev'ning  air, 
Shall  take  my  health  away, 

If  God  be:  with  .me  there  : 

x  Thou  art  my  fun, 
And  thou  my  fhaJe, 
To  guard  my  head 
By  night  or  noon. 

4  Haft  thou  not  given  thy  woTd 

To  fave  my  foul  from  death  ? 
And  I  can  truft  ray  Lord 

To  keep  my  mortal  breath  3 

I'll  go  and  come, 
Nor  fear  to  die, 
Till  from  on  high 
Thou  call  me  home, 
P  S  A  L  M    CXXII.    Common  Metre, 
Going  to  Church, 

1  y.TQW   did  my  heart  rejoice  to  hear 
JlJL   My  friends  devoutly  lay, 

In  Zion  let  us  all  appear. 
And  keep  the  folemn  day,1* 

2  I  love  the  gates,  I  love  the  raad  ; 

The  church,  adorn'd  with  grace, 
Stands  like  a  palace  built  for  God 
To  mew  his  milder  face. 

3  Up  to  her  courts,  with  joy  unknown 

The  holy  tribes  repair  ; 
The  fon  of  David  holds  his  throne, 
And  fits  in  judgment  theic. 

4  Kc  hears  our  praifca  and  complaints ; 

And  while  his  awful  voice 
Divides  the  fiuners  from  the  hints, 
We  tremble  and  rejoice* 


ll 


?    S    A    L    M        CXXII. 

5  Peace  be  within  this  facred  place, 
&nd  joy  a  conftant  gueit  ! 
With  holy  gifts  and  heav'nly  grace 
Be  her  attendants  blett  ! 

4  My  foul  (hall  pray  for  Zion  full, 
While  life  or  breath  remains  ; 
There  my  bed  friends,  my  kindred  dwell, 
There  God  my  Saviour  reign3. 
PSALM     CXXII.    Proper  Tune. 
Gohig  to  Church. 

1  JIT  OW  pleas'd  and  bleft  was  I, 
JlJL  To  hear  the  people  cry, 

'*    Comsy  let  us  Jetk  our  God  to-day  f" 

Yes,   with  a  cheerful  zeal 

\V  e  halle  to  Ziorfs  hi  i, 
And  there  our  vows  and  honors  pay. 

2  Zion,  thrice  happy  pace, 
Adorn'd  with  wondrous  grace, 

And  walls  of  ftrcngth  embrace  thee  round  J 
In  thee  our  tribes  appear 
To  pray,  and  praife,  and  hear 

The  facred  gofpel's  joyful  found. 

3  There  David's  greater  fon 
Has  hx'd  his  royal  throne, 

He  fits  for  grace  and  judgment  there  j 

He  bids  the  faints  be  glad, 

He  makes  the  finner  fad, 
And  humble  foub  rejoice  with  fear, 

4  May  peace  attend  thy  gate, 
And  joy  within  thee  wait, 

To  b-efs  the  foul  of  every  gueft  ; 

The  man  that  feeks  thy  peace, 

And  wifnes  thine  increafe, 
A  tkoufand  blefTings  on  him  reft  ! 


t66         psalm       cxxnr. 

5  My  tongue  repeats  her  vows, 
"    Peace  to  this  facreJ  hoiife  /" 
For  here  my  friends  and  kindred  dwell  ; 
And  fince  my  glorious  God 
Makes  thee"  his  bert  abode. 
My  fou!  fhall  ever  love  the?  well. 

Reptat  the  \th  Stanza    to  complete  the  Tune. 

PSALM    CXX.'fL     Common  Metre. 

Pleading  <wilh  SubrniJJl-.n. 

1  C^%   *k°u  w*U)k  g'ace  aad  juftice  reign 
\^/    Enthron'd  above  the  fkies, 

To  thee  our  hearts  would  tell  their  pain, 
To  thee  we  lift  our  eyes. 

2  As  ferviints  watch  their  maker's  hand, 

And  fear  the  angry  (troke! 
Or  maids  before  their  miltrefs  (land, 
And  wait  a  peaceful  look  ; 

3  So  for  our  fins  we  juftly  feel 

Thy  difcipline,   O  God  ; 
Yet  wait  the  gracious  moment  flilj, 
Till  thou  remove  the  rod. 

4  Thofe  that  in  wealth  and  pleafpie  live, 

Our  daily  groans  deride, 
And  thy  delays  of  mercy  give 
Frefh  courage  to  their  pride. 

5  Our  foes  infult  us,  but  our  hope 

In  thy  compaflion  lies  ; 
This  thought  (lull  bear  our  fpirits  up. 
That  God  will  not  defpife. 
PSALM    CXXIV.     Common  Metier 

GOD  giv?s   Viftr>ry. 
I    TT  AD  not  the  God  of  truth  and  love, 
X  JL    When  Iioils  againii  us  rofc. 


PSALM        CXXV.  267 

DlfplayM  his  vengeance  from  above, 
And  crufh'd  the  conq'ring  foes  ; 
;  Their  armies  like  a  raging  flood 
Had  fwept  the  guardkis  land, 
Deftroy'd  on  earth  his  bleft  abode, 
And  'wtielm'a  our  feeble  band. 
I  But  fafe  beneath  his  fpreading  fhicld 
His  fons  fecuveiy  reft, 
Defy  the  dangers  of  the  field, 
And  bare  the  fearlefs  breath 
l  And  now  our  fouls  fhali  blefs  the  Lord, 
Who  broke  the  deadly  fnsre  ; 
Who  fav'd  us  from  the  mut  d'ring  fword, 
And  made  cur  lives  his  care, 

£  Our  help  is  in  Jehovah's  mime, 

Who  form'd  the  heav'ns  above  ; 
He  that  fupports  thtir  wondrous  frame 
Can  guard  his  church  by  love. 

PSALM     CXXV.     Common  Matte. 

The  Saint's  Trial  and  Safety. 

1  T  TNSHAKEN  as  the  facred  hill, 

\_)     And  firm  as  mountains  Hand, 
Firm  as  a  rock  the  foul  (hall  reft, 
That  trulls  th'  Almighty  hand. 

2  Not  walls  nor  hills  could  guard  fo  well 

Old  Salem's  happy  ground* 
As  thofe  eternal  arms  of  love, 
That  every  faint  fur  round. 

3  While  tyrants  are  a  fmarting  fcourge 

To  drive  them  near  to  God, 
Divine  companion  will  affuage 
The  fury  of  the  rod. 


258 


PSALM        CXXV, 


4  Deal  gently,   Lord,  with  fouls  fin  cere, 

And  lead  them  fafely  on 
To  the  bright  gates  of  paradife, 
Where  Chrift  their  Lord  is  gone. 

5  But  if  we  trace  thofe  crooked  way* 

That  the  old  ferpent  drew, 
The  wrath  that  drove  him  firft  to  hell, 
Shall  fmitc  his  followers  loo. 

PSALM    CXXV.   Short  Metre. 
ThtSiints  Trial  and  Safely;  or  Moderated  AJKahns. 

1  1h  *  ^M  an<*  unmov'd  are  they, 
JL     That  reft  Aheir  fouls  on  Goc!  ; 
Turn  as  the  mount  where  David  dwrft, 

Or  where  the  ark  abode. 

2  As  mountains  flood  to  guard 

The  city's  facred  ground, 
So  God  and  his  aligmhtv  love 
Embrace  his  faints  around. 

3  What  the'  the  Fathers  rod 

Drop  a  chait ifmg  Hroke. 
Yet  left  it  wound  their  fouls  too  deep, 
Its  fury  (hall  be  broke. 

4  Deal  gently,  Lord,  with  thofc. 

^Whofe  faith  and  pious  fear, 
Whofe  hope  and  love,  an.'  t*$f  grace, 
Proclaim  their  hearts  tincere.' 

5  Nor  (hall  the  tyrant's  rage, 

^  Too  long  opprefe  the  fafafi  ; 
The  God  of   Ifrael  wifl    fupport 
His  children,  le/fc  they  faint. 
G   But  If  our  flavifh  fear 

Will  choofe  the  road  to  helv 


P    S    A    L    M    CXXVI.  260 

We  mud  especT  our  portion  there, 
Where  bolder  Tinners  dwell. 

PSALM    CXXVI.     Firfi  Part.  '  Long  Metre. 

Surprif.ng  Deliverance. 

WHEN  God  r'eftor'd  our  captive  flate, 
Joy  was  our  fang,  and  grace  our  theme, 
The  grace  beyond  our  hopes  fo  great, 
That  joy  appear'd,  a  plealing  dream. 

2  The  fcoffer  owns  thy  hand,   and  pays 
Unwilling  honors  to  thy  name  ; 

While  we  with  pleasure  fliout  thy  praife, 
With  cheerful  notes  thy  love  proclaim. 

3  When  we  review  our  difmai  fears, 
'Twas  hard  to  think  they'll  vanifh  fo, 
With  God  we  left  our  flowing  tears, 
Ke  makes  our  joys  like  rivers  flow* 

4  The  man  that  in  his  furrow'd  field, 
His  fcatter'd  feed  with  fadnefs  leaves, 
Will  fhout  to  fee  the  harveft  yield 

A  welcome  load  of  joyful  (heaves.  - 

PSALM  CXXVI.    Common    Metre. 

The  Joy  of  a  remarkable  Converjion  ;  or   Melancholy 
removed. 

I   'XIRT  HEN  God  reveal'd  his  gracious  name, 
VV      And- chang'd  my  mournful  flate, 
My  rapture  feem'd  a  pleating  dream, 
The  grace  appear'd  io  great. 

3  The  world  bebcM  the  glorious  change, 
And  did  thy  hand  coofef6, 
My  tongue  broke  cut  in  unknown  flrains, 
And  fung  furprifing  grace. 


273  PSA    L    M        CXXVIT. 

3  ■  Great  Is  the  aior.k,  my  neighbours  cry'd, 

And  own'd  the  power  divine  ; 
"   Great   ts  the  work,   my  lieart  replied. 
44  Slnd  be  the  glory  tii.-ie." 

4  The  Lord  can  clear  the  darkrft  /Teles, 

Can  give  us  day  for  night  ; 
Make  drops  of  facred  forrow  rife 
To  rivers  of  delight. 

5  Let  thofe  thatfow  in  fadnefs  wait 

Till  the  fair  harvest:  come, 
They  mall  conh  fs  their  fiieaves  are  great, 
And  fhout  the  bkffingg  home. 

6  Tho' feed  liebury'd  loner  in  dnft, 

It  (han't  deceive  their  hope! 
The  precious  grain  can  ne'er  be  led, 
For  grace  infures  tl:e  crop. 

iPSALM     f  XXVII     Long  Metre. 
Tie  Bbjing  ofGodcn  tht  Biifncjs  and  Comforts  of  Life 

1  i  F  God  fucctc  not,  a!:  the  crU 

J    1  lie  paina  tobui  a   ti  le  houfe  areloH. 
If  God  the  city  wfl!  not  keep, 
The  watchful  guards  as  v\ell  may  deep. 

2  What  tho:  we  rife  before  the  fun. 
And  work  and  toil  \vhen  day  is  done, 
Caceful  rrn;  fparing  eat  cur  bread, 
To  fnun  that  poverty  we  dread 

3  'Tis  all  in  vain,  till  God  halh  lied. 
He  can  make  rich,  -ft  give  us  reft  : 
On  God  our  fov'reigo,  it'll  o)ep?nds 
Our  joy  in  cl  id  in  friends. 

4  Happy  the  man  to  whom  he  fend1* 
Obedient  children,  faiihiul  friends! 


PSALM  C  XXVI I 
How  fweet  our  daily  comforts  prove, 
When  they  are  feafon'd  with  h:s  love  ! 

PSALM    CXXVIL    Common  Metre 
God  Ml  in  All 
I   |F  God  to  build  the  boufe  deny. 
JL    The  builders  work  in  vain  ; 
And  towns,  without  his  wakeful  eye, 
An  ufelefs  watch  maintain. 
Z  Before  the  morning  beams  aaife, 
Your  painful  work  renew. 
And  till  the  ftars  afcead  the  ikies 
Your  tirefome  toil  purfue. 

3  Short  be  your  fleep,  and  cohrfe  your  fane  ; 

In  vain  till  God  has  bleft  ; 

But  if  his  fmiies  attend  your  care, 

You  mall  have  food  and  reft. 

4  Nor  children,  relatives.-  nor  friends, 

Shall  real  blefiings  prove 
Nor  ail  the  earthly  joys  he  feuds, 
If  fent  without  hi,  love. 
PSALM   CXyvVUi.   Common  Msire, 

Family  E/effingj. 

1  f^   HAPPY  man,  whole,  foul  is  fiird 
V/    With  zeal  and  rev'reiid  awe  ! 

His  lips  to  God  their  honors  yield. 
His  life  adorns  the  law. 

2  A  careful  providence  flial!  (bnd, 

And  ever  guard  thy  herd. 
Shall  on  the  labours  of  thy  hand 
Its  kindly  blefiings  filed. 

3  Thy  wife  fhall  be  a  fruitful  vine  ; 

Thy  children  round  thy  board, 
Each  like  a  plant  of  honour  fliinc, 
And  learn  to  fear  the  Lord. 


zji  PSALM        CXXIX. 

4  The  Lord  fhall  thy  beft  liopes  fulnl, 

For  months  and  years  to  come  ; 

The  Lord  who  dwells  on  Zion'shiil^ 

Shall  fend  thee  blefiings  home. 

5  This  is  the  man  whofe  happy  eyes, 

Shall  fee  his  houfe  increafe, 
Shall  fee  the  finking  church  arife, 
Then  leave  the  world  in  peace. 

PSALM    CXXIX.  Common  Metre. 

Persecutors  Pumfhed. 

i  TTP  from  my  youth,  may  Ifrael  fay, 
\_)    Have  I  been  nurs'd  in  tears; 
My  griefs  were  conftant  as  the  day, 
And  tedious  as  the  years. 

2  Up  from  my  youth,  I  bore  the  rage, 

Of  all  the  fons  of  ftrife  ; 
Oft  they  aflaird  my  riper  age, 
But  God  prefervM  my  life. 

3  O'er  all  my  frame  their  cruel  dart 

Its  painful  wounds  imprefs'd  : 
Hourly  they  vex'd  my  fainting  heart, 
Nor  let  my  forrows  reft. 

4  The  Lord  grew  angry  on 'his  throne, 

And  with  impartial  eye, 
Meafur'd  the  mifchiefs  they  had  done, 
Then  let  his  arrows  fly. 

5  How  was  their  infolsnce  furpris'd, 

To  hear  his  thunders  roll ! 

And  all  the  foes  of  Zion  feiz  d 

With  horror  to  the  foul. 

6  Thus  m;dl  the  men  that  hate  the  faints, 

Be  blafted  from  the  iky; 


PSALM       CXXX.  47 

Their  glory  fades,  their  courage  faims, 
And  all  their  profpedtsdie. 
7  [Whst  tho'  they  flourim  tall  and  fair, 
They  have  no  root  beneath  ; 
Their  growth  (hall  perim  ia  defpair, 
And  He  defpis'd  in  death. 
3  rSo  corn  that  on  the  houfe  top  fiands, 
U    No  hope  of  harveft  gives; 
The  reaper  ne'er  (hall  fill  his  hands, 
Nor  binder  fold  the  (heaves. 


PSALM    CXXX.    Common  Metre, 


o 


Pardoning    Grace. 
UT  of  the  deeps  of  long  diftrefs, 
y   The  borders  of  defpair, 
I  fent  my  cries  to  feek  thy  grace, 
My  groans  to  move  thine  ear. 

2  Great  God,  mould  thy  feverer  eye, 

And  thine  impartial  hand, 
Mark  and  revenge  iniquity, 
No  mortal  Hem  could  (land. 

3  But  there  are  pardons  with  my  God, 

For  crimes  of  high  degree  ;       • 
Thy  fon  has  bought  them  with  hu  blood, 
To  draw  us  near  to  thee. 
4.  [I  wait  for  thy  falvation,  Lord, 
With  ftrong  defires  I  wait  ; 
My  foul,  invited  by  thy  word, 
Stands  watching  at  thy  gate] 
5  [  Juft  as  the  guards  that  keep  the  night 
Long  for  the  morning  (kies, 
Watch  the  fir  ft  beams  of  breaking  light, 
And  meet  them  with  their  eyes ; 


PSALM        CXXX. 

6  So  waits  my  foul  to  fee  thy  grace, 

And  more  intent  than  they, 
Meets  the  firft  openings  of  thy  face, 
And  hnds  a  brighter  day.] 

7  Then  fn  the  Lord  let  Ifrael  truft, 

Let  Ifra'l  feck  his  face  ; 
The  Lord  U  good  as  well  as  juft, 
And  plenteous  is  his  grace. 

8  There's  full  redemption  at  his  throne 

tor  ilnnners  long  enfhv'd  ; 
Ihe  great  Redeemer  is  his  Son  • 
And  Ifra'l  mall  be  fav'd. 

PSALM    CXXX  Long  Metre 
Pardoning    Graft. 
J*  ROM  deep  diftref.  and  troubled  thought* 
fotnee      my  God  1  raifd  my  cries  : "      ' 
It  thou  fevereiy  mark  our  faults, 
No  fLfh  can  Hand  before  thins  eyes, 

2  But  thou  haft  built  thy  throne  of  grace 
Free  to  difpenfe  thy  pardons  there, 
That Tinner*  may  approach  thy  face, 
And  hope,  and  iove,  as  well  as  fear. 

3  As  the  benighted  pilgrims  wait, 
And  long  and  with  for  breaking  day, 
So  waits  my  foul  before  thy  gate: 
When  Will  my  God  his  face  difplay  ! 

trufl  is  nVdtipon  tby  word, 
Nor  (hail  {  trull  thy  word  in  vain  : 
Let  mourning  fouls  aidrefc  the  Lord 
And  rind  retaffroa  all  their  pan. 
Great  is  his  love,  and  large  his  gftce, 
lltrou-h  the  leUemptloii  of  his  So*; 


'F 


PSALM        CSXXII. 
He  turns  our  feet  from  iinftil  wavs, 
And   pardons  what  our  hand*  have  done. 

FSALM     CXXXI.     C  mmon  Meitc. 
II u n, ility  a n d Subm  if/ion . 

TS  there  ambition  in  my  heart  ? 
Search,  gracious  God:  an  i  tee 
Or  do   I  aft  a  haughty  p,irt  ? 


Lord,   I  appeal  to  thee. 

2  I  charge  my  thoughts,   be  humble  (till, 

And  all  my  carriage  mild  ; 
Content,   my  Father,  with  thy  will, 

And  peaceful  as  a  child. 

3  The  patient  foul,   the  .^t 

Shall  have  a  large  reward  : 
Let  faints  in  furrow   ie  rel^rn'd, 

'  And  tnift  a  faithful  Lufi. 

PSALM    CXXXII.    Ver.  5,  ij-iS.    Long   Msirc. 

At  the  Settlement  of  a  Church  ;   or,   The  Ordination  of 
a  Mm  'for. 

1  "\  X  THERE  fha'l  we  go  to  feek  and  find 

>  V     An  habitation  for  our  God  ; 
A  dwelling  forth'  eternal  mind 

Among: the  fous  of  flefh  and  blood  ? 

2  The  God  of  Jacob  chofe  the  hill 

Of  Zion  for  his  ancient  reft  ; 
And  Zion  is  his  dwtliing  full. 

His  church  is  with  his  pwjfence,  bleiVd. 

3  "   Here  I  will  fix  my  gracious  throne, 

*'    And  rci^n  for  ever,"  faith  the  Lord  : 
*<   Here  fhall  my  pow'r  and  love  be  known, 
•*  And  blefiings  (ball  attend  ray  word. 

4  "  Here  will  I  mett  the  hungry  poor, 

••  And  nil  tbeir  fouls  will:  living  bread  ; 


2j6  PSALM        CXXXir. 

"   Sinners,  that  wait  before  my  door, 
■■  With  fwcet  provifions  fuall  be  fed, 

5  "  Girded  with  truth,  and  cloath'd  with  grace, 

'•   My  priefts,  my  miniftcrs.  fnall  fliine  : 
"   Not  Aaron,  in  his  collly  drefs, 
"   Appears  fo  glorious  and  divine. 

6  "  The  faints,  unable  to  contain 

«'  Their  inward  joys,  (ha  1  (hout  and  fing  • 
"  The  Son  of  David  here  fhall  reign, 
"  And  Zion  triumph  in  her  King.", 

7  [Je^us  ^a^  fee  a  num'rous  feed 

Born  here,  t'  uphold  his  glorious  name  ; 
His  crown  mail  flouriih  on  his  head, 

While  all  his  foes  are  cloathfd  with  /hame  ] 
PSALM  CXXXH.  Ver.4,c,7l  8, 15,-17.  Com.  fvfer. 
A  Church  Efiabli/ked. 

1  T^T"0  "*eeP  n°J*  flumber  to  his  eyes 
JL\    Good   David  would  afford, 
'Till  he  had  found  below  the  fl&isc 

A  dwelling  for  the  Lord. 

2  The  Lord  inZion  plac'd  his  name, 

His  ark  was  fettled  there; 
And  there  th'  afTembled  nation  came 
To  wormip  thrice  a  year. 

3  We  trace  no  more  thofe  toilfome  ways, 

Nor  wander  far  abroad; 
Where'er  thy  people  meet  for  praifc, 
There  is  a  houfe  for  God.  j 

Pause. 

4  Arife,  O  King  of  grace,  arife, 

And  enter  to  thy  reft, 
Lo  !   thy  church  waits  with  longing  eye% 
Thus  to  be  own'd  and  b  cfs'd. 


P    3     A    L    M        CXXXIII.  2;; 

j    Enter  witb  all  thy  glorious  train, 
Thy  Spirit  and  thy  word  ; 
All  that  the  ark  did  on^e  contain 
Could  no  fuch  grace  afford. 

6  Here,  mighty  God,  accept  our  vows, 

Here  let  thy  p^aife  be  fpread  ; 

BSefs  the  provlfions  of  thy  houfe, 

And  fill  thy  poor  with  breaii1. 

7  Here  let  the  Sen  of  David  reigo, 

Let  God's  anointed  (hiiie. 
Juftice  and  truth  his  couit  maintain. 
With  love  and  pow'r  divine. 

8  Here  let  him  hold  a  lafting-  throne  ; 

And  as  his  kingdom  grows, 
Frefti  honors  fhall  adorn  his  a  own, 
And  fiidrne  confound  his  foes. 
IJ  S  A  L  M    CXXXHI.     Common  Metre. 
Brotherly  Love, 

1    T     O  !    what  an  entertaining  fignt 
Ji^J    Thofie  friendly  brethren  prove, 
Whofe  chcarful  hearts  in  bands  unite 
Of  harmony  and  love. 

1  Where  ftreams  of  blifs  from  Chrift  thefprlag 

Descend  to  ev'ry  foiili,  ± 

And  heavenly  peace  with  balmy  wing 
Shades  and  bedews  the  whole. 

3  'Tis  like  the  oil  divinely  fweet 

On  Aaron's  rcvVend  head, 
The  trickling  drops  perfunrd  his  fees 
And  o'er  his  garments  fpiead. 

4  Tis  pieafant  as  the  morning  dews 
Th«t  fail  on  Z  ion's  hill, 

R 


2;S  PSALM       CXXXIII. 

Where  God  his  miideil  glory  (htws, 
And  makes  hid  grace  dittil. 

P  S  A  L  M    CXXXIII.     Shoit  Metre. 
Communion  of  Sain-s  ;  or  Love  and  luorjlip  in  afamilf, 
i     O  LEST   are  the  fons  of  peace, 
J13    Whofe  hearts  and  hopes  are  one, 
Whofe  kind  dcligns  to  fervc  and  plcafc 
Thro'  all  their  actions  run. 

2  Bled  is  the  prous  houie 

Where  zeal  and  frien£fhip  meet, 
Their  fongs  of  praife,  their  mingled  vows 
Make  their  communion  fwect. 

3  Thus  when  on  Aaron's  head 

They  pcur'd  the  rich  perfume, 
The  oil  thro'  all  his  raiment  fpread, 
And  pleafure  fiil'd  the  roorri. 

4  Thus  on  the  heav'nly  hills 

The  faints  are  bleti  above, 
Where  joy  like  morning  dew  diitils, 
And  all  the  air  is  love. 

PSALM    CXXXIII.    ArtheiiidPfata. 

The  Bl'ffmgs  cf  Fricndfmp. 
\    TJOW  pleafunt 'tis  to  fee 
JLjL    Kindred  and  friends  agree, 
.Each  in  his  proper  itaticu  move, 
And  each  fulfil  his  part 
With  fympathifing  heart, 
In  all  the  cares  of  life  and  love. 

i  'Tis  like  an  ointment  fhed 

On  A  iron's  facrcd  head, 
Divinely  rich,  divinely  fv.eet ; 

The  oil  thro*  all  the  room 

Diffus'd  a  choice  perfume. 
Ran  thru'  Ui*  fobes  and  bkft  bis  Sttt. 


P    S    A    L    M         CXXXV.  279 

3   Like  fruitful  ftoweia  of  rain 

That  water  all  the  plain, 
XMcetVding  from  the  neighb'rinw  hills  j 

Such  dreams  of  pieafure  roll 
Thro'  every  friendly  foul.. 
Where  love  like  heav'nly  dew  dlftils. 

PSAL  M     CXXXIV.     Common  Metre, 
Daily  and   'Nightly   Devotion. 

1  "\7"E  that  obey  th'  immortal  Kii.g, 

i     Attend  Iris  holy  place  : 
Bow  to  the  glories  of  his  power, 
And  blefs  his  wondrous  grace. 

2  Lift  up  your  hands  by  morning  light* 

And  fend  your  fouls  on  high  ; 
Raife  your  admiring  thoughts  by  night 
Above  the  ftarry  fky. 

3  The  God  of  Zion  cheers  our  hearts 

With  rays  of  quick'ning  grace  ; 
The  God  thatfpreads  the  heavens  abroad, 
And  rules  the  f welling  feas. 

PSALM  CXXXV    1—4,  >4,  19—21.  Firfl  Part,  t,  M. 

The  Church  is  GOD's  Houfe  and  Cute. 

1  T)RAISE  ye  the  Lord,  exalt  his  name, 
JL      While  in  his  earthly  courts  ye  wait, 
Ye  faints  that  to  his  houfe  belong, 

Or  itand  attending  at  his  gate. 

2  Praifeyethe  Lord,  the  Lord  is  good  ; 
To  praife  his  name  is  fwtet  employ; 
Ifraei  he  chofe  of  old  and  ftill 

His  church  is  his  peculiar  joy. 

3  The  Lord  himfelf  will  judge  his  faints » 
He  trents  his  fervants  as  his  friends  > 
And  when  he  hears  their  fore  complaints, 
Repeat*  the  for  row*  thai  he  fcudb. 


PSALM        CXXXV. 

4  Thro'  every  ?.%?.  the  Lord  declares 

His  name,  and  breaks  th*  opprefiVs  rod  ; 
He  gives  \.\a  fuffcring  Servants  red, 
And  will  be  known  th'  Almighty  God. 

5  Blefs  ye  the  Lord,  who  tafte  his  love, 
People  an  i  priefts  exalt  his  name; 
Amongft  his  faints  he  ever  dwells  ; 
Hi'i  church  is  his  Jerusalem. 

P  S  A  L  M    CXXXV.  Ver.  c— 12.  Second  part. 
The  Works  of  Creation ,   Providence ',   Redemption   of 

Ifrael,  and  DtfiruElion  of  Enemies* 
i    /~V  REAT  is  the  Lord,  exalted  high 
VJT    Above  all  powers  and  every  throne  { 
Whate'er  he  pleafe  in  earth  and  fea, 
Or  heaven,  or  hell,   his  hand  hath  done, 

2  At  his  command  the  vapours  rife, 
The  lightnings  flafh,  the  thunders  roar  ; 
He  pours  the  rain,  he  hrings  the  wind 
And  tempelt  from  his  airy  ttore. 

3  Twas  he  thofe  dreadful  tokens  fent, 
O  Egypt,  thro'  thy  ftubborn  land  ; 
When  al!  thy  fir  ft:  born,  beafts  and  men, 
Feii  djad  by  his  avenging  hand. 

4  What  mighty  nations,  mighty  kings 
He  flew  and  their  whole  country  gave 
To  Ifrael,  whom  his  hand  icdeem'd, 
No  more  to  be  proud  Pharaoh's  flsve. 

5  His  power  the  fame,  the  fame  his  grace, 
Pha:  five?  as  from  the  hods  of  hell  i 
•\ml  heaven  lie  gives  us  to  pofLfs, 
Whence  thofe  apofUtc  angels  fell. 


PSALM        CXXXV.  23 

PSALM     CXXXV.     Common  Metre. 
Praife  due  to   G  0  D,  not  to  la'oki 

1  A   W-KE,  ye  faints  :  To  praife  your  iting 
XJL    Your  ftvetteft  paffions  raifr, 

Your  pious  pleafnfe,   white  you  fili£, 
lneresJing  with  the  praife. 

2  Great  is  tKeXord  ;  and  works  unknown 

Are  his  divine  employ  : 
But  ftill  hisfaincagre  near  his  throne, 
His  treafure  and  bif  joy. 

3  Heaven,  earth  and  fen  atcft-fs  his  hand  ; 

He  bids  the  vapours  rife  y 
Lightning  &nd  ftorm  at  his  command 
Sweep  thro'  the  founding  fk:^ 

4  All  powV  that  ^edsor  kings b?.ve  claim'd 

Is  found  with  him  alone  ; 
But  heathen  gods  fiiould  ne'er  be  nam' J 
Where  our  Jehovah's  known, 

5  Which  of  the  ftocks  and  (tones  they  trail 

Can  give  them  fhowers  of  rain  ; 
In  vain  they  worfhip  glilt'ring  duft, 
And  pray  to  God  in  vain. 

6  [[Their  gods  ha«e  tongues  that  fpeechlefs  prove, 

Such  as  their  makers  gave  : 
Their  feet  were  never  form'd  to  move, 
Nor  hands  have  power  to  fave. 

7  Blind  are  their  eyes,  their  ears  are  deaf, 

Nor  hear  when  mortals  pray  ; 

Mortals,   that  wait  for  their  relief, 

Are  blind  and  deaf  as  they,  j 

8  Ye  nations,  know  the  living  God, 

Serve  him  with  faiih  and  fear  ; 


rti  PSALM        CXXXVI. 

He  Btaktl  the  churches  his  abode, 
And  claims  your  honors  there. 
Y  8  A  L  M     CXXXVI.    Common  Metre. 

God^s  Wonders  of Creation ,  Providence.  Redemption  of 
ffrael,  and  Salvation,  of  his  People. 

1  f~>  IV E  thanks   to  God  the  fov'reign  Lord  : 
V_JT    His  mercies  ftill  endure. 

And   be  the  King  of  km^s  ador'd, 
His  irulb  is  ever  Jure. 

2  What  wonders  hath  his  wifdom  done  ? 

How  mighty  is  his  band? 
Heaven,  earth  and  fea  he  fram'd  alone  : 
How  wide  is  his  command  ! 

3  The  fan  fuppliesthe  day  with  light : 

How  bright  his  counfels  /Jjine  ! 
The  moon  and   liars  adorn  the  night : 
His  works  are  all  divine  ! 

4  [He  (truck  the  ions  of  Egypt  dead  : 

Ho  w  dreadful  is  his  rod  ! 
And  thence  with  joy  his  people  led  t 
How  gracious  is  our  God  ! 

5  He  cleft  the  {'welling  fea  in  two  ; 

His  arm  is  great  in  might, 
And  gave  the  tribes  a  psftage  thro' ; 
His  power  and  grace  unite. 

6  But  Pharaoh's  army  there  he  drown'd  ; 

How  glermntarc  hs  ways ! 
Ard  brought  his  faints  thro'  defart  ground  1 
Eternal  be  his  praije. 
ft    Gre  it  monarch?  fell  beneath  his  hand  j 
Fi&orious  is  his  ftoordi 
While  Ifrael  took  the  proraisM  land: 
And  faithful  is  bis  word.] 


T   SAL    TO         LA2vAVi. 
8  He  faw  the  nations  dead  in  fin  ; 
He  felt  his  pity  move  : 
How  fad  the  ftate  the  world  was  in  ! 
How  kundlefs  ivcs  his  love  I 
a  He  fent  to  fave  ns  from  our  woe  ; 
His  ^oodnefs  never  fatls  ; 
From  death  and  hell,  and  every  foe  ; 
And  JIM  his  grace  prevails. 
10  Give  thanks  to  God the  heavenly  king 
His  mercies  /till  endure  .♦ 
Let  the  whole  earth  his  pttffeS  fmg  I 

His  truth  is  ever  Jure. 
PSAL  M     CXXXVI.     As  the   T4Sth 

1  f^\  IVE   thanks  to  God  moll  High, 
VJF  The  univerfal  Lotd  ; 

The  fovereign  King  of  king*  : 
And  he  his  grace  sdorM. 

His  power  and  grace. 

Arc  ftflthe  fame  ; 

And  let  his  name 

Have  endlefs  praile. 

2  How  mighty  is  his  hand  ! 
What  wonders  hath  he  done  I 
He  form'd  the  earth  and  feas, 
And  fnrcan  the  heavens  a  en<S 

Thy  mercy'  Lord, 
Shall  ftill  endure ; 
Ana  ever  fure 
>   ides  thy  word. 

*    Hiswifdom  fram'd  the  fun 
To  crown  the  dsy  with light; 
nd  twirikiitig  ft^s 
r--  iirkfoine  nights, 


Ti.CT, 


**?  P     S    A     L     M        CXX 

Hta  power  and-  grace 
Arc  i\\]\  the  farne  ; 
And  let  his  name 
Have  endlefa  prajfc. 

4  [Hefmotethe   firfl-born  Tons, 
The  flower  of  Egypt  dead  ; 
And  thence  his  chofcn  tribes 
With  joy  and  glory  led. 

Thy  mercy,  Lord, 
Shall  flill  ensure, 
And  ever  fure 
Abides  thy  word. 

5  His  power  and  lihcd  rod 
Cleft  the  red-fea  in  two  ; 
And  for  his  people  made 
A  wondrous  paffage  thro\ 

His  power  and  grace 
Are  fttll  the  fame; 
And  let  his  name 
Have  mdlefs  praife. 

6  But  cruel  Pharaoh  there 
With  nil  his  holt  was  drown 'J 
And   brought    his  lfVacl  fafe 
Thro'  a  long  defart  ground. 

Thy  mercy,  Lord, 
Sh   II  (bll  endure; 
And  ever  fure 
Abides  thy  word. 


P  A    U 


S    E. 


The  Kings  of  Canaan  fell 
Beneath  his  dreadful  hand  » 
^v\  hile  his  own  fcrvants  took 
I'offcffion  of  then  land 


P    S    A    L    M        CXXXVL  2$> 

His  power  and  grace 
Arc  ft  ill  the  fame  ; 
And  let  his  name 
Have  endlefs  praife.  3 
He  faw  the  nations  lie, 
AH  periihing  in  fin, 
Andpity'dthe  fad  fiafe 
The  ruin'd  world  was  in. 
Thy  mercy,  Lord, 
Shall  IH11  endure  } 
And  ever  fure 
Abides  thy  word. 
)  He  fent  his  only  fon 
To  favc  us  from  our  wo? , 
From  fatan,  fin  and  death, 
And  every  hurtful  foe. 

His  power  and  grace  \ 

Are  fill]  the  fame  i 
And  let  his  name 
Have  endlefs  praife. 

IO  Give  thanks  aloud  to  Goo. 
To  God  the  heavenly  king  i 
And  let  the  fpaciaus  earth 
hi*  works  and  glories  fingo 

Thy  mercy,  Lord, 

Shall  ftttl  endure  ; 

And  ever  fure 

Abides  thy  word. 

PSALM    CXXXVL    ASWdfeeA.    Long    Met 
i    at"**.  IVE  to  our  God  iimnorta!  praife  ! 

VJF  Mercy  and  truth  a»en?i  his  way  a  ; 
iVohdcrt  f J  grace  to  Codlehn^ 
Ketsat  his  nursies  ih  your  Jbr^. 
"  3 


MAI    M        CXXXVfl. 

2  Give  to  the  Lord  of  lords  renown, 
The   King  of  kingp  with  glory  crown  ; 

His  mercies  ecu?r  Jlvi/i endure 

When  lords  and  kings  are  known  no  more, 

3  He  built  the  earth,  he  fpread  the  /ley, 
Anil  fise'd  theftarry  eights  on  high  : 

Wonders  of  grace  to  God  belor.g, 
Repeat  his  mercies  in  yovr  fo;;g. 

4  lie  fills  the  fun  with  morning  Iight» 
Hi  bids  the  moon  direct  ttic  night; 

If  is  mercies  etierjhall  endure* 

IV hen  funs  and  moons  Jh^U fine  nom'.rt. 

5  The  Jews  he  freed  from  Pharaoh's  hand, 
And  brought  them  to  the  promised  land; 

IVi.ndets  of  grace  to  God  belcrg, 
Repeat  his  mercies  in  your  Jong, 

6  He  faw  the  Gentiles  dead  in  fin, 
And  felt  his  pity  move  within  .' 

His  mercies  everjha'ilendwe, 

Whm  death  and fm fa  all  reign  no  more% 

7  He  fent  his  Son  with  power  to  Ctve 

From  guilt  and  darknefs,  and  the  grave. 
Wonders  of  grace  to  Goa  belong. 
Repeat  his  mercies  in  your  fong* 

8  Thro'  this  vain  world  he  guides  our  feet, 
And  Jeads  us  to  his  heav'nly  feat  : 
His  mercies  ever  fa ail  endure , 
When  this  vain  <-JW3rldJ}:aU  be  no  more* 
PSALM     CXXXVII. 
The  BAylonifh  Captivity* 

I       A    LONG  the  baakswhere  Babel's  current  flows 
jl\  Our  captive   bands   in   deep  defpondecctf 
ilray'd. 


P    S    A    L    M        CXX53X.  -  ** 

WhilcZion*sfaninradrtnkW^n« 
Herfricndj,  her  children  mingled  with  the  de* 
2  The  tunelefsharp,  tha'  <JW7«  with  j   V   j 
When  pre.fetmnploy'd  and  muth  inipjr  d  Hi 
In  mournful  Glence  on  (he  wllows  hung  ; 
And  groaning  grief  prolong  d  the  t«*oui  oay. 
f  The  barb'rous  tyrant?,  to  increafe  the  woe, 
With  taunting  feilw  a  foHg  oi  Z-.qn  claim  ; 

Bid  facred  praife  in  Brain*  melodious  flow, 
Whijc  thty  blafpheroe  the  great  Jehovah's  name. 
4  But  how,  in  heathen  chains  and  lands  unknow 

Shall  Ifraeh  £«*■"  ■  f»»g  °'    #*j?  *lf*  ? 

O  haolefs  Salens  God's  tcrrcitnal  throne, 
Thou  land  of  gtdrjr,  facred  mount  of  praiic, 
c    If  e'er  my  mem'ry  foYe  thy  iove'y  name, 
If  my  cold  heart  negle$  my  kindred  race, 

Let  dire  deftro&ion  Icize  towgtt.Uf  frame 
My  hand  lhai.  penft  and  my  voice  (hail  ceafe. 
6  Yet  lhall  the  Lord,   who  hears  when  Zioq  ca 
QVrtake  her  foes  with  terror  and  d»!may, 

His  arm  avenge  her  deloiat- >'  wa.ls, 
And  raife  her  children  to  eternal  day. 

PSALM      CXXXVLL 
Rtjlor'mg  and  Prcfirving   Grace. 

1  ▼TTITH  |tl  my  powers  cf  heart  and  tong 

YV  l>11  rraire  my nuk< r  in  !"j f;>ng ' 

Angels  (hall  hear  the  notts  I  raife, 
Approve  the  fong,  and  join  ihe  praife. 

2  FAngels  that  make  thy  church  their  care 
Shalt  wiinefs  my  devotions  there, 
Wfiile  holy  zeal  direds  my  e*yes 

To  thy  fair  temple  in  the  iki< .s  j 


n  PSA    L    M    "CXXXI^VV"- 

3    J*!l  firig  thy  tru!.h  and  mercy,   Lo:d, 
I'll  ling  the  wonders  oi'thy  word  ; 
Not  alJ  the  works  and  names  below 
So  much  thy  power  and  glory  ihow. 
(4  To  God  I  cry'd  when  troubles  rofe, 
He  heard  me,  and  iubdu'd  my  foes: 
He  did  my  rnmr  fears  controul, 
And  itrength  diiftisM  through  all  my  foul. 

5  The  God  of  Heaven  maintains  his  ilatc, 
Frowns  on  the  proud,   and  fcorns  the  great  ; 
But  from  his  throne  defcends  to  b'efs 
The  humble  fouls  that  tiufts  his  grace, 

6  Amidft  a  thoufjed  fiares  I  fiand 
Upheld  and  guarded  by  thy  hand  ; 
Thy  words  my  fainting  foul  revive 
And  keep  my  dying  faith  alive. 

7  Grace  will  complete  *hat  grace  begins, 
To  fave  ftom  forrows  or  from  fins; 
The  work  that  wifdom  undertakes, 
Eternal  mercy  ne'er  forfakes. 

PSALM    CXXXIX,    Firftpait.    Long  Metre. 

The  All- Seeing  GOD. 

1  J    0RP>  thouhat1fearchMandfeenmethro?; 
JL_y  Thine  eye  commands  with  piercing  view 
My  rifmg  and  my  reding  hours, 

My  heart  and  flefh  with  all  their  pow?r<:. 

2  My  thoughts,   before  they  are  my  own, 
Are  to  my  God  diAir/Hy  known  : 

He  knows  the  words  I  mean  to  (peak, 
E;e  from  my  op'niug lips  they  brcaJc. 

3  Within  ihy  circling  power  I  ftand, 
On  aery  ^  I  find  thy  hand  j 


PSA    L    M        CXXXIX.  2S0 

Awake,  aflee?p,  at  home,  abroad. 
I  am  furrourided  iliil  with  God. 
Aroaziu^  knowl-dge,   vail  and  great  ! 
What  large  extent  !   what  lofty  he;ght  ! 
My   foul  with  all  the  po\vers  1  bo;ut, 
Is  ia  the  boundlcfs  proiped  Iolh 

Oh  may  ihtfi  thoughts  p'Jf-fs  my  briajl* 
Where  e  er  I  rove,  where  eer  1  rejl ; 
Nor  let  my  weaker  pajjUn*  dare 
Conjer.t  to  Jin,  for  Cod  is  thtre. 

Pause    I. 

6  Could  I  fo  falfe,  fo  faithlefs  prove, 
To  quit  thy  fervice  and  thy  love, 
Where,  Lord,  could  1  thy  prefer.ee  /hur»5 
Or  from  thy  dreadful  glory  run  ? 

7  If  up  to  heaven  I  take  my  flight, 
'Tis  there  thou  dwell* ft  enthroned  in  light ; 
Or  dive  to  hell,  there  vengeance  reign, 
And  Satan  groans  beneath  thy  chains, 

8  If  mounted  on  a  morning  ray 
I  fly  beyond  the  Weftern  fea; 
Thy  fwifter  hand  would  firft  arrive, 
And  there  any  ft  thy  fugitive. 

9  Or  mould  I  try  to  ftuin  thy  fight 
Beneath  the  fprtading  veil  of  night, 
One  glance  of  thine,  one  piercing  ray 
Would  kindle  darknefs  into  day. 

lo  Qh  m«y  ihfe  ift&tgbis  fnjtft  my  ireojl* 
llhsre-e'er  I  r6%*e,   ivhoe  t*er  I  teji  i 
A  or  let  my  Zwafor  pajjkk*  dare 
Ct-n  fait  to  Jin,  jor  Qociis  there. 


P    A    U     S     F       I[. 

11  The  veil  of  night  i:;  no  difguii 

No  fcreen  from  thy  a  Ffearching  eyes  j 
Thy  hand  can  kize  thy  foes  as  fooii 
Thro'  midnight  (hades  as  blazing  noon. 

12  Midnight  and  noon  in  tjiis  ajiree, 
Great  God  they're  both  .dike  to  thee; 
Not  death  <:;*n  hi-ie  what  God  will  fpy 
And  hell  lies  naked  to  his  eye. 

1 3  Oh  may  theft  thoughts  fffrfs  my  brea/l 
Where  cr  I  rove    lishet  c  cr  I  rifl  ; 
Nor  let  my  turahtr  pajfioni  stare 
Confent  to  Jin ,  for  God  is  there 

PSALM   CXXXIX.    Second  Part.  Loo*  Metre. 
The  Wonderful  Formation  of  Man, 

1  "THW.-iS  from  thy  hand,   my  God.    I  came, 

JL     A  work,  of  fuch  a  curious  frame  ; 
In  me  thy  fearful  wonders  fnine 
And  each  proclaim  thy  /kill  divine. 

2  Thine  eyes  could  r.li  my  limbs  furvey, 
Which  yet  in  dark  confuf;on  lay  : 
Thou  faw'ifc  thi  daily  growth  they  took 
Form'd  by  the  model  of  thy  bock. 

3  By  thee  my  growing  parts  were  nnm'd 
And  what  thy  fovereign  counfcls  fram'd, 
The  breathing  lungs,   the  beating  luart, 
Wa3  copy'd  with  unci  ring  art- 

4  At  Ia()  to  (Tiew  my  Maker's  name 
God  llamp'd  his  image  on  my  frame. 
And  in  Come  unknown  moment  join  d 
The  krrSii  d  members  to  the  mind. 

5  There  the  young  feeds  of  thought  began, 
And  all  the  oafiions  of  the  man: 


Oreat  God,   our  infant  nature  pays 
Immortal  tribute  to  thy  praife. 

P    A    U    8    F. 

6  Lord,  fince  in  my  advancing  age 
I've  a&ed  on  live's  bufy  (luge, 

Thy  thoughts  of  love  to  me  furmount 
The  power  of  numbers  to  recount. 

7  1  could  furvey  the  ocean  o'er, 

And  count  each  fend  that  makes  the  more, 
Before  my  fwiftcft  thoughts  could  trace 
The  num'rous  wonder,  ot  thy  grace. 

8  Thcfe  on  my  heart  are  Rill  impreft, 
With  thefc  I  give  my  eye?  to  red  ; 
And  at  mv  waking  hour  I  <md 
God  and  his  love  pofTtfs  my  mind. 
PSALM   CXXX1X.   Third  Fart.   Lon?  M---. 

Shunt)  prof 'Jed,  and  Grace  trie;!;  or,  The 
fearcbirtg  GOD. 

,    m  if  Y  God,  what  inward  grief  I  feel, 
JVA  When  impious  men  tranfgrefs  th) 
]  mourn  to  hear  their  lips  profane 
Take  thy  tremendous  name  in  vain. 

2  Does  not  my  foul  detefl  zai  hate 
The  fons  of  malice  and  deceit  ? 
Thofe  that  oppofe  thy  laws  and  thee, 
I  count  for  enemies  to  me. 

3  Lord,  fearch  my  foul,  try  every  thought. 
Though  my  own  heart  accufe  me  not, 
Of  walking  in  a  faife  difguife, 

I  beg  the  trial  of  thine  eyes. 

4  Doth  fecret  mifchief  lurk  within  ? 
ho  I  indulge  iome  unknown  fm  ? 


*?z  r    s    A    L    M       tXXXlX. 

Ch  turn -my  feet  whene'er  I  flray, 
And  lead  me  in  thy  perfect  way. 
P  S  A  L  M   CXXXIX.  Firft  Parr.  Common  Metre. 
G  0  D  is  every  tubere. 

1  |  N  ?.i!  my  va(t  concerns  with  thee, 

In  vai;i  my  foul  would  try 
To  fhuti  thy  prefence,   Lord,  or  flee 
The  notice  of  thine  eye. 

2  Thy  aH-fut rounding  light  furveys 

My  riling  and  my  reil, 
My  public  walks,  my  private  ways, 
And  fecrets  bf  my  bread. 

3  My  thoughts  lie  open  to  the  Lord 

before  they're  form'd  within  ; 
And  ere  my  lips  pronounce  the  word, 
,       He  knows  the  fenfe  I  mean. 

4  Oh  wondrous  knowledge,  deep  and  high  ! 

Where  can  a  creature  hide? 
Within  thy  circling  arms  I  lie, 
Encloa  a  on  every  fide. 

5  So  let  thy  grace  fur  round  me  Rill, 

And  like  a  bulwark  prove, 
To  guard  my  foul  from  every  ill, 
Secur'd  by  ibverbigh  love. 

P    A    U    S    E. 

6  Lord,  where  (hall  g'hiUj  fouls  retire 

Forgotten  and  unknown  ? 
in  hell  they  meet  thy  dreadful  fire, 
in  heaven  thy  glorious  throne. 

7  Shouid  [  fuppre is  rnv  vital  breath 

To  '{'cape  the  wrath  divine, 
Thy  voice  would  fcrteafc  the  bars  of  death, 
And  maks  the  gra.¥e  refign. 


P     S    A    L     M        CXXXIX.    .    >      293 
3   If  wing'd  with  beams  of  morning  light 
I  fly  bey  emu  the  weft. 
Thy  hand,  which   null  fupport  ray  n:ght, 
Would  foon  Betray  my  reft. 

«   If  o'er  rry  f:ns  I  think  to  draw 
The  curtains  of  the  n'>-,ht, 
T'nr  flaming  eye*  ihr.t  guard  thy  'aw 
Would  turn  thi  fhades  to  light 

10  The  beams  ef  Boon,   the  midnight-hour 
Are  bofh  a'-ikc  to  tree  : 
Oh  Wp/ty  I  ne'er  provokr  r h 3 1  power 
From  which  I  cannot  Bee. 

PSALM  CXXXIX.  Second  Part.  Common  >Tctre« 

The  Wifdom  of  GOD  in  the  Formation  of  Man. 

1  IT  T  THEN  I  with  pleafmg  wonder  ftandj 

V  V     And  a  .  ray  frantic  furvey, 
Lord,  'tis  thv  wo  rk,    I  own  thy  hand 
That  built  my  humble  clay. 

2  Thy  hand  my  heart  and  reigns  poffeft 

Where  unborn  nature  grew  ; 
Thy  wifdom  all  my  features  trae'd* 
And  all  my  members  ftfftflr* 

3  Thine  eye  with  niceft  care  furvey'4 

The  growth  of  every  part  J 
Till  the  whole  fcheme  thy  thoughts  had  laid 
Waa  copy'd  by  thy  art. 

4  Heaven,  earth  and  fca,  and  <iret  and  wind 

Shew  me  thy  wondrous  {kill ; 
But  I  review  myfelf  and  firrtl 
Diviner  wonders  dill. 

5  Thy  awful  glories  round  me  mine, 

My  flefti  proclaims  thy  praife  ; 


29*  F    5    A    L    M        CXL.  ' 

Lord,  to  thy  works  or  nature  join 
Thy  miracles  of  grace. 
PSALM  CXXXK.  ,4, 1?   ,8.  T,iM  p,„.  Com 
Ibe  Mercies  of Go,!  Innuneroblc. 
An  Evening  PUjim. 

1  I       ORD  when  I  count  thy  mercies  o'er, 
X-J   They  flrike  me  with  furprife  , 

Not  all  the  fanda  that  fpread  the  more. 
To  equal  numbers  rife. 

2  My  flefli  with  fear  and  wonder  fonds, 

The  produd  of  thy  (kill, 
And  hourly  blcffings  from  thy  hands 
Thy  thoughts  of  love  reveal. 

3  Thefe  on  my  heart  by  night  I  kept, 

How  kind,  how  dear  to  me! 
Gh  may  the  hour  ihat  ends  my  flerp 
Still  hnd  my  thoughts  with  thee. 
PSALM     CXL.    Common  Metre. 
JJROTECT  us    Lord,  from  fata;  harm; 
L       Behold  our  n'fing  wo^s  ; 
We  truft  a  one  thy  powerful  arm, 
To  fcaller  all  om  foes. 

2  Their  tongue  is  like  a  poifonM  dart, 

Their  thoughts  <ive  full  of  gfufe, 
While  rave  and  carnage  fwell their  heart, 
They  wear  a  peacful  fmile. 

3  O  God  of  grace,  thy  guardian  care, 

When   foes   without  invade, 
Or  fpread  within  a  deeper  fnsre, 
Supplies  our  con  (I  ant  aid. 

4  Let  falfnood  flee  before  thy  face, 

1  hy  heaven  y  truth,  ejettnd, 
AH  nations  taite  thy  heavenly  grace, 
And  all  deiuiion  end. 


*i: 


, 


3  With  daily  bread  the  poor  fupply, 
The  caufe  of  juftice  plead. 
And  be  thy  church  exalted  high, 
With  Chrift  the  glorious  head. 
S  A  L  M    CXLT.    Ver.  2,  3,4,  5.    Long  Metre. 
Watchjultiefs  and  Brotherly    Love. 
A  Morning  or  Evening  Pfalm. 

MY  God,  accept  my  early  vows, 
Like  morning  incenfe  in  thine  houfe, 
And  let  my  nightly  worfhip  rile 
Sweet  as  the  cv'ning  facriiice. 
l  Watch  o'er  my  lips,  and  guard  them.  Lord, 
FroT>  every  ram  and  heedlefs  word  ; 
Nor  let  my  feet  incline  to  tread 
'I  he  guilty  path  where  finners  lead. 

3  Oh  may  the  righteous,  when  I  ftrny, 
Smite  and  reprove  my  wandering  way  ! 
Their  gentle  words,  like  ointment  (bed, 
Shall  never  bruife,  but  cheer  my  head. 

4  When  I  behold  them  prefa'd  with  grief, 
1 11  cry  to  heav'n  for  their  relief  ; 
And,  by  my  warm  petitions,  prove 
How  much  1  prize  their  faithful  love 

PSALM    CXLII.    Common  Merre. 
God  is  the  hops  of  the  help'  J s 

TO  God  I  made  my  forrows  known, 
From  God  I  fought  relief  ; 
In  long  compaints  before  his  throne 

I  pour'd  out  ail  my  grief. 
My  foul  wa?  overwhelmed  With  woes, 

My  heart  began  to  break  ; 
My  God,  who  all  my  burdens  knows, 
'Behold*  the  way  I  take. 


*9°  PSALM        CXLIiI. 

3  0:i  every  ii tie  I  call  mine  eye* 

And  found  my  helpers  gone, 
While  friends  aad  ftrangen  pafs'd  roe  by 
Negle&cd  or  unknown. 

4  Then  did  1  raife  a  louder  cry. 

And  culi'd  thy  mercy  near, 
"  Thou  art  my  portion  when  I  die, 
**  Be  thou  my  rtfugc  here." 

5  Lord,  t  am  brought  exceeding  low, 

Now  let  thine  ear  attend, 
And  make  my  foes,  who  vex  rue,  know 
I've  an  almighty  friend. 

6  From  my  fad  prifori  fet  me  free, 

Then  fhall  1  praif-  thy  hime, 
And  holy  men  mall  join  with  me, 
Thykiudnefs  to  proclaim. 

PSALM      CXLIII.    Long  Metre. 

Cowpkint  of  heavy  Jfiaitfis  ih  Mind  and  Body. 

1     IVT  Y  nShteou*  JL1;1?e'  my  gracioug  God, 
XV  JL  Hear,  whan  I  fyread  my  hands  abroad, 
And  cry  for  fuccour  from  thy  throne— 
Oh  !  make  thy  truth  and  mercy  known.. 

2  Let  judgment  not  a^.inft  me  pafs  ; 
tfehold  thy  fervant  pleads  thy  grace*-* 
•Should  juilice  call  us  to  thy  bar, 

No  man  alive  is  guilt'efs  there. 

3  Look  down  in  pity,  Lord,  ahd  fee 
The  Blighty  woes  that  burthen  rile  ; 
My  walling  life  draws  near  the  grave  ; 

Make  bare  thine  arm-^thy  fervant  fate. 

4  I  dwell  in  darknefs  and  unfeen— *. 
My  heart  is  defolatfe  within  ; 


PSALM        CXLIII.  2?7 

My  thoughts  ia  mufing  filer.ce  trace 

The  ancient  wonders  of  thy  grace. 

Thence  I  derive  a  glimpfe  of  hope. 

To  bear  my  finking  fpirits  up;  _ 

I  ftretch  my  hands  to  God  again, 

And  tbirft  like  parched  lands  for  rain. 

For  thee  1  thirft,  I  pray,  I  mourn  ; 

When  will  thy  fmilingface  return  ? 

Shall  all  my  joys  on  earth  remove, 

And  God  for  ever  hide  his  love  ? 
-  My  God,  thy  long  delay  to  fave, 

Will  fink  thy  prisoner  to  the  grave  ; 

My  heart  grows  faint,  and  dim  mine  eye  ; 

Make  hafte  to  help  before  i  die. 
)  The  night  is  witnefs  to  my  tears, 

jbiftreffing  pains,  diitreiTiug  fears- 

Oh  might  i  hear  thy  morning  voice, 

How  would  my  weary'd  powers  rejoice  1 

j  In  thee  I  truft,  to  thee  1  figh, 
And  lift  my  weary  foul  on  high  ; 
For  thee  fit  waiting  all  the  day 
And  wear  the  tirefome  hours  away. 

10  Break  off  my  fetters,  Lord,  and  fhow, 
The  path  in  which  my  feet  mould  go  : 
If  fnares  an&foei  befetthe  road, 

I  flee  to  hide  me  near  my  God, 

1 1  Teach  me  to  do  thy  holy  will, 
And  lead  me  to  thy  heavenly  hill  : 
Let  the  good  Spirit  of  thy  love 
Conduct  me  to  thy  courts  above. 

12  Then  (hail  my  loul  no  more  complain., 
The  tempter  then  mail  rage  in  vain  i 


PSALM        CXLIV. 


nc 


?  fl 


flefh,  that  was  my  foe  before, 


Shall  never  vex  my  Ipirit  more, 

PSALM  CXLIV.   Firrt  F^rt.  Com.  Metre.  Ver.  i,  z 

JJJldnnce  and  Fi8ory  in  the  Spit  it  ua  I  V/arfa 

t    TOR  ever  blefTed  be  the  Lord, 
JL     My  Saviour  and  my  mield  ; 
He  fends  hits  Spirit  with  his  word. 
To  arm  me  for  the  field* 

2  When  fin  and  hell  their  force  unite, 

He  makes  my  foul  his  care, 
Inftru&s  me  in  the  heavenly  fight, 
And  guards  me  thro*  the  war. 

3  A  friend  and  helper  fo  divine 

My  fainting  hope  (hall  raife  ; 
He  makes  the  glorious  vicVry  mine, 
And  his  (hill  be  the  praife. 

PSALM  CXLIV.  *& Part.  Com.  Me?.  Ver.  3,4,5,6 
Gr,u;  above  2iches  ;    or,   The  Happy  Nation. 
ORD,  what  is  man,  poor  feeble  man, 


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his  life  a  fhadovy,  lighf  and  vain, 
Still  hading  to  the  duft. 

3   Oh  what  is  fe-ble  dying  man, 
Or  a  i  his  iinful  race, 
That  God  mould  make  it  his  concern 
To  viht  him  with  grace  ? 

3  That  God  who  d^rts  his  lightning-*  down 
Who  fiiukes  the  worlds  above, 
What  terrors  wait  his  awful  frown, 
How  wondrous  is  hi*  love  1 


P    S    A    L    M  CXLIV.         299 

PSALM    CXLIV.     Third  Part,    Vcr.  12-.15.  L.  M. 
Grace  above  Riches*    or  the  Happy  Nation, 

1  TTAPPV  the  cily.  where  their  ibna 
jlJL    Like  pillars  round  a  pJace  fet, 
And  daughters  bright  as  pohih'd  Hones 
Give  ftrength  and  beauty  to  the  ftatc. 

2  Happy  the  land  in  culture  drefs'd» 
Whofe  flocki  and  com,  have  large  increafe  j 
Where  nien  fecttrely  work  or  rcil. 

Nor  fons  of  plunder  break,  their  peacc# 

3  Happy  the  nation  thus  endowM, 
13ut   more  divinely  b'cli  are  thofe 
On  whom  the  alHuificient  God 
Himfeif  with  all  his  grace  bellows. 

P  S  A  L  M     CXLV.    Long  Metre. 
The   grtatnefs  of    GOD. 

1  "j*  /TY    God,   my  King,  thy  various  praife 
jl.VJL  Shall  till  the  remnant  of  my  days, 
Thy  ^race  employ  my  humble  tongue 

Till  death  and  glory  raife  the  fong. 

2  The  wings  of  every  hour  fhall  bear 
Some  thankful  tribute   to  thine  car  J 
And  every  letting  fun  (hall  fee 

New  wot ks  of  duty  done  for  thee. 

3  Thy  truth  and  juitice  I'll  proclaim  $ 
Thy  bounty  flows  an  endlefs  11  ream  ; 
Thy  mercy  fwift,  thine  anget  il(iw< 
But  dreadful  to  the  ituhborn  foe. 

4  Thy  works  with  fovereigri  glory  mine, 
And  fpeak  thy  Majefty  divine  ; 

Let  every  realm  with  joy  proclaim 
The  fnuafd  and  honor  at  thy  iianie. 


:>*>  PSALM       CXLV. 

5  Let  diftant  times  and  nations  raife 
The  !ona  fucceftion  of  thy  praife: 
And  unDorn  ages  make  my  fong 
The  joy  and  triumph   of  their  tongue. 

6  But  who  can  fpeak  thy  wondrous  deeds; 
Thy  grcatnefe  all  our  thoughts  exceeds  j 
Vaft  and   nnfearchable  thy  \v;jys 

Vaft  and  immortal  be  thy  praife. 

P  3  A  L  M    CXLV.     i-7f  n~i3.     Firl!Pa:t. 
The    great r^fs      of    GOD. 

1  T     ONGasl  live  t'H  Weft  thy  name, 
JL^i    My  King,    my  God  of  love  i 

My  work  ami  joy  (hall  be  the  fame, 
In  the  bright  world  above. 

2  Gre3t  is  the   Lord,   his  power  unknown, 

And  let  his  piaife  be  grjat  ; 
I'll  fmg  the  honours  of  thy  throne, 
Thy  works  of  grace  repeat. 

3  Thy  grace  mall  dwell  upon  my  tongue 

And   while  my  lips  rejoice, 
The  men  that  hear  my  faered  fong 
Shall  join  thair  chccrlul  voice. 

4  Fathers  to  fons  (hall  teach  thy  nune, 

And  children  learn  thy  ways  ; 
Ages  to  come  thy  truth  proclaim, 
And  nations  found  thy  praife. 

5  Thy  glorious  deeds  of  antieat  date 

»Sha!l  through    the  world  be  know:,  ; 
Thine  arm  of  potter*  thy  heateuly  ftaK 

With  public  fplendor  fiiov.n. 

6  The  world  is  manag'd  by  t!iy  hands, 

Thy  faints  are  rul'd  bv  1  jv;  ; 


PSALM         CXLV.  30i 

And  thine  eternal  kingdom  (lands, 

Tbu'  rocks  and  bilk  remove. 
PSALM    CXLV.    Second  Part.  Ver.  7,  &c. 
The  Gooinefs    of    GOD. 

1  Q  WEET  is  the  mem'ry  of  thy  grace, 
O   My  God,  my  heavenly  king  ; 

Let  age  to  age  thy  righteoufnefs 
In  founds  of  glory  fmg. 

2  God  reigns  on  high,  but  ne'er  confines 

Hi3  goodnefs  to  the  fkies  ; 
Through  the  whole  earth  his  bounty  {bines, 
And  every  want  fupplies. 

3  Withlongirg  eyes  thy  creatures  wait 

On  thee  for  daily  food, 
Thy  lib'ral  hand  provides  their  meat 
And  fills  their  mouths  with  good. 

4  How  kind  are  thy  companions,  Lord  ! 

How  flow  thine  anger  moves  ! 
But  foon  he  fends  his  pard'ning  word 
To  cheer  the  fouls  he  loves. 

5  Creatures  with  aV  their  endlcfs  race 

Thy  power  and  praife  proclaim  ; 
But  faints  that  tafte  thy  richer  grace 

Delight  to  blefs  thy  name. 

PSALM  CXLV.     14,  I7>  &c.  Third  Part. 
Mercy  to  Sufferert,  or    G  0  D  hearing  Prayer. 

1  T     E  T  every  tongue  thy  gooinefs  ipeak, 

1  A   Thou  fovereign  Lord  of  all ; 
Thy  ftrengtb'ning  hands  uphold  the  weak, 
And  raife  the  poor  that  fall. 

2  When  forrow  bows  the  fpirit  down, 

Or  virtue  lie3  diilretl 
S 


r 


3^  r    s    a    L    M       CXLVr. 

Beneath  fomc  proud  oppruTors  fruvvn, 
Thou  givcfl  the  mourner*  rcit. 

3   The  Lordfupports  our  finking  Jayi, 
And  guides  our  giddy  youth  ; 
Holy  and  j nil  arc  all  his  ways, 
And  all  his  words  arc  t:  uth. 
4.  He  knows  the  pain  his  fervants  fod, 
lie  hiars  bis  children  cry, 
And  then  hell  wishes  to  fuj.il 
liis  grace  J6  ever  nigh. 

5  His  mercy  never  (hall  remove 

Fromc  men  of  hearts  fincere  ; 
lie  favei  the  fouls  whole  humble  lev? 
Is join'd  with  holy  fear. 

6  [His  ftubborn  foes  his  fword  mall  flay, 

And  pierce  tlu-ir  hearts  with  pain  ; 
But  none  that  ferve  the  Lord  (hall  fay, 
•«  They  fought  his  aid  in  vain.] 

7  [My  lips  (hall  dwell  upon  his  praife, 

And  fpread  his  fame  abroad  ; 
Let  all  the  fons  of  Adam  raife 
The  honors  of  their  God. 

rSALM    CXLVI.    Long  Metre. 
Prsi/i  to  GOD  for  hit  Goodntfs  and  Truth* 

1  TQ  RAISE  ye  the  Lord,  my  heart  (hall  join 
J[       In  work  fo  pleafant  fo  divine  : 

Now  while  the  fldh  is  mine  abode, 
And  when  my  foul  afcends  to  God. 

2  Praife  (hall  employ  my  noblefl  powcrsj 
While  immortality  endures  ; 

My  days  of  praife  (hall  ne'er  be  paft, 
While  life  and  thought  and  being  lad. 


— ** 


MALM      (vivr.  jpj 

3   Why  (hould  I  mike  i  man  my  full  ? 
Princes  mfifi  die  md  turn  to  dnft  • 
llu-ir  breath  dcpa-.ta,  rbejr  pomp  and  powefr, 

And  thoOghtl  all  v..ni(li  IB  Itl  ho*f. 

4.  1  lappV  the  man,   whofc  ho] 

On  [fraeVi  God:  h    made  the  fky, 
Ami  eat  th  and  feaa,    v&K  ill  their  train, 
Ami  none    Ml   find  lift  pi 'Omifc  vain- 

5  His  truth  for  over  dan  la  fecure  ■ 

He  laves  th'  ojppre'fti  be  feeda  the  pnOrl 

He  fendMhe  lab'rir    1 

And  grants  the  piris'ner  faed  releafe. 

6  Tms  Lord  to  fi{  ht  re  (l<  rea  the  I 

The  Ldrd  fupport*  the  finking  mind  , 
He  belpi  the  Rrange?  in  difl 
The  widow  and  the  fatherlcfi. 

7  Hut  loves  the  faints,  he  known  them  well, 
But  Uirni  the  wicked  uown  to  hell  ! 

Thy  God    0  Zion,  crer  rel 
Praife  him  in  o-.  rlafting  (train* 

r  ::  A  L  M    CXI  \  I.    Ai  the  113th  Pfitfra; 

PjwTj  fa  G  •"  /}  for  hit  Gi  '■  V '»/». 

1  ¥  'l.L  praife  my  Maker  with  mybreath  ; 

J.   And  when  my  foice  ii  lofl  i"  death 

Praife  (hall  emploj  mj  nobler  pown  1    • 
My  day*  of  praife  (hall  m  '«  r   «  \>  »ft* 

While  liie  and  thought  and  being  la  it, 

Or  immortality  endure* 

2  Why  (hould  I  make  a  man  my  tuift  ? 
Princei  muft  die  and  turn  totluft  ; 

Vain  is  the  help  ol  flerh  and  blobd  : 
Their  breath  departs,  their  pomp  and  power, 

And  thoughts  all  vanifll  in  an  hour, 

Nor  can  they  make  their  promifc  goodt 


304  P    S    A    L    M        CXLVI. 

3  Happy  the  man,  whofe  hopc6  rely- 
On  ifhtel'i  God~~he  made  the  /ley, 

And  earth  and  feas,  with  all  their  train  ; 
Kis  truth  forever  Hands  fec.ure  : 
He  faves  tb'  oppreit,  he  feeds  the  poor, 

And  none  fhail  find  his  prcmife  vain. 

4  The  Lord  hath  eyes  to  give  the  blind  : 
The  Lord  fupports  the  finking  mind  ; 

He  fend  a  the  lab'ring  conference  peace, 
He  helps  the  ftranger  in  diftrefs, 
The  widow  and  the  fathcrlefs, 

And  grants  the  pris'ner  fweet  relesfe. 

5  He  loves  his  faints,  he  knows  them  well, 
But  turns  the  wicked  down  to  hell  j 

Thy  God,   O  Zicn»  ever  reigns; 
Let  every  tongue,  let  every  age, 
In  this  exalted  work  engage  ; 

Praife  him  in  everlaliing  ftrains, 

6  1*11  praife  him  while  he  lends  me  breath, 
An  j  when  my  voice  is  loft  in  death, 

Praife  fhai!  err.plov  my  nobler  powers  * 
My  days  of  praife  mall  ne'er  be  pa  ft, 
Ware  life  and  thought  and  being  laft, 

Or  immortality  endures. 

PSALM     CXLVI.    Fuft  Part. 
The  Dlv'ne  Nature t   Prov'uUnce  and  Grace. 
I    TJRAI&E  ye  the  Lord;   'tis  good  to  raife 
fe      Our  hearts  and  voices  in  his  praife  i 
Hi9  nature  and  his  works  invite 
To  make  this  duty  our  delight, 

3  The  Lord  builds  up  Jerufalem, 
And  gathers  nations  to  his  name  : 
His  mercy  m  Us  the  fhibborn  foul, 
And  ma/us  me  Lsroken  fpirit  whale. 


PSALM        CXLVII.  305 

3  He  form'd  the  (tars,  thofe  heavenly  flames, 
He  counts  their  •numbers,  calls  their  names, 
His  fov'reign  wifdom  knows  no  bound, 

A  deep  where  all  our  thoughts  are  drown'd* 

4  Great  is  the  Lord,  and  great  his  might ; 
And  all  his  glories  infinite  •' 

He  crowna  the  meek,  rewards  the  jufti 
And  treads  the  wicked  to  the  duft. 
Pause. 

5  Sing  to  the  Lord,  exalt  him  high, 
Who  fpreads  his  clouds  around  the  flcy  ; 
There  he  prepares  the  fruitful  rain, 
Nor  lets  the  drops  defcend  in  vain. 

6  He  makes  the  grafs  the  hills  adorn, 

And  clothes  the  fmiling  fields  with  corn ; 
The  beads  with  food  his  hands  fupply, 
And  feeds  the  ravens  when  they  cry. 

7  What  is  the  creature's-  (kill  or  force  ? 
The  vig'rous  man,  the  warlikehorfe, 
The  fprightly  wit,  the  active  limb 
Ail  are  too  mean  delights  for  him. 

3  But  faints  are  lovely  in  his  fight : 
Ke  views  his  children  with  delight : 
He  fees  their  hope,  he  knows  their  fear, 
And  finds  and  loves  his  image  there. 

F  5  A  L  M    CXLVII.     Second  Part. 
Summer  and   Winter. 
7    T    E  T  Zion  praife  the  mighty  God, 

L   And  make  his  honours  known  abroad," 
Forfweet  the  joy,  our  fongs  to  raife, 
And  glorious  is  the  work  of  praife. 
?.  Our  children  live  (ecurc  and  Weft  ; 
Our  Otofea  have  peace,  our  cities  rets 

S-2 


$c6  P    S     A    L    M        CXLVII. 

He  ferda  cur  fens  with  f-neft  wheat, 
And  adds  his  biefiing  to  their  neat. 

3  The  charging  feafons  be  ordains, 
The  early  and  the  latter  rains  ; 
His  f]  ;kes  of  (now  like  wool  he  fends, 
And  thus  thefpringiog  corn  defends. 

4  With  hoary  froit  he  ib  ews  the  ground  } 
His  hail  defcends  with  drcacful  found; 
His  icy  bands  the  rivers  hold, 

And  terror  arm*  his  wintry  Cold. 

5  He  bids  the  warmer  breezes  blow; 
The  ice  d'Hofat,  the  waters  flow  ; 
Bnt  he  hath  nobler  works  and  ways 
To  call  his  people  to  his  praife. 

6  Thro'  all  our  realm  his  laws  are  fhown  > 
His  gofpel  thro*  the  nation  known  ; 

He  hath  not  thu8  rftveaft  his  word  ' 
To  every  land  :  praife  ye.  the  Lord. 

FSALM  CXLVII.  7.-9,  i3-.l8.    Common  Metre. 
The    Seafons  of  the  Tear. 

1  \A7"  *"*"**  fongs  and  honors  founding  loud, 
V  V      Addrefs  the  Lord  on  high  ; 

Over  the  heavens  he  fpreads  his  cloud, 
And  waters  veil  the  fl;y. 

2  He  fends  his  fhowers  of  blcfiings  down 

To  cheer  the  plains  below; 
He  m.kesthe  grafs  the  mouBtains  crown, 
And  com  in  valiies  grow. 

3  He  gives  the  grazing  ox  his  meat, 

He  hears  the  raven  cry  ; 
But  man  whotaftes  his  hneft  wheat 
Should  raifc  his  honors  high. 


PSALM        CXtVIII 
4  His  aec-idycounfvh  change  the  facq 
Of  the  declining  year  ; 
He  bids  the  fun  cut  ftort  his  rate. 
And  wintry  cava  appear. 

e  His  hoary  froft,  bi8  fleecy  fnow, 
Defcend  and  cloChe  the  ground  ; 
The  liquid  ftreams  forbear  to  flow, 
In  icy  fetters  eound. 

6  When  from  his  dreadful  frores  on  high 

He  pours  the  founding  hail. 
The  wretch  that  dares  his  God  defy 
Shall  find  his  courage  fail. 

7  He  fends  his  word  and  melts  the  fnow, 

The  fidda  no  longer  mourn  ; 
He  call?  the  warmer  gales  to  blow, 
And  bids  the  fjjriBg  return. 
g  The  changing  wind,  the  flying  cloud, 
Obey  his  mighty  word: 
With  fongs  and  honors  founding  load, 
Praiie  ye  the  fov'reign  Lord. 

PSALM    CXLVIII.    Proper  Metre. 
Pra'tfi  to  God  /rem    all  Creatures, 

,    "\7E  tribes  of  Adam  join 

Y     With  heaven,  and  earth,  and  feas, 
And  offer  notes  divine  < 
To  your  Creators  praife. 
Ye  holy  throng 
Of  angels  bright 
In  worlds  of  light 
Begin  the  fang. 
2  Thou  fun  with  dazzling  rays, 
And  moon  that  rules  the  night, 


S3? 


r  s  a  l  m      cxLVirr, 

<£     line  to  your  maker's  praife, 
"*  -Jith  ftars  of  twinkling  light. 
His  power  declare 
Ye  floods  on  high, 
And  clouds  that  fly- 
In  empty  air. 

3  The  Shining  worlds  above 
In  glorious  order  ft  and. 
Or  in  fwift  courfes  move, 
By  his  fupreme  command. 

He  fpake  the  word, 
And  all  their  frame 
From  nothing  came 
To  praife  the  Lord. 

4  He  mov'd  their  mighty  wheels 
In  unknown  ages  pa  ft, 

And  each  his  word  fulfils, 
While  time  and  nature  lafts. 

In  different  way3 

His  works  proclaim 

His  wondrou3  name 

And  ipeakhis  praife. 

Pause 

$  Let  all  the  earth  born  race, 
And  mongers  of  the  deep. 
The  rim  that  cleave  the  fc«s, 
Or  in  their  bofom  fleep. 

From  fea  and  (hore 

Their  tribute  pay, 

And  anidifplay 

1  heir  ma  kcr's  power. 

6  Ye  vapours,   hail,  and  fnow, 
Praii'c  ye  the  Almighty  Lord, 
Arid  ftorniy  winds  that  blow 
Tfl  ex   ....  his  word. 


PSALM        CXLVIII.  3°9 

When  lightnings  fhine 
Or  thunders  roar, 
Let  earth  adore 
His  hand  divine. 
7  Ye  mountains  near  the  fkies, 
With  lofty  cedars  there, 
And  trees  of  humbler  fize 
That  fruit  in  plenty  bear  J 
Beafl  wild  and  tame, 
Birds    flies  and  wotms, 
In  various  forms 
Exalt  his  name. 
8  Ye  kings  and  judges,  fear 
The  Lord  the  fov'reign  king 
And  while  you  rule  us  here, 
His  heavenly  honors  fmg. 
Nor  let  the  dream 
Of  power  znd  Hate 
Make  you  forget 
liia  power  fupreamc 

9  Virgins  and  youths  engage 
To  found  his  prr.ife  divine, 
While  infancy  and  a?e 
Their   feeble  voices  join  J 
Wide  as  he  reJ,<ni 
His  name  be  fang 
By  every  tongue 
In  endlefs  ft  rains. 
10   Let  all  the  nations  fear 
The  God  that  rules  above  : 
He  brings  his  people  near, 
And  rr-skes  them  tafte  his  love  ■ 
White  earth  and  toy 
Attempt  his  praile 


5™  P    S    A    L    M        CXLVIII 

Bis  faints  fhall  raiffi 
His  honors  high. 

PSALM  CXLVnr.  Pirapliriiftd  in  Long  Metre. 
Uniroerfai  Praife  to  COD. 

I    T     OUD  hallelujahs  to  the  Lord, 

JL.i  From  diftant  worlds  where  creatures  dwell : 
Let  heavrn  begin  the  folemn  word, 
And  found  it  dreadful  down  to  hell. 

Note.  This  Pfalm  may  he  Jung  to  the  Tunc  of  the  old 
1 1 tth  or  xiVh  Pfalm ,  if  theft  two  lines  be  added 
to  every  Stanza,  viz. 

Each  of  his  works  his  name  difplays, 
But  they  can  ne'er  compete  the  praife. 
Oiherwifc  it  mtifl  be  fung  to  the    ufual  Tunes  of  the 
Long  Metre. 

2  The  Lord,  how  abfolute  he  reigns, 
Let  every  angel  bend  the  knee  ; 
Sing  of  his  love  in  heavenly  (trains, 
And  fpeak  how  fierce  his  terrors  be. 

3  High  on  a  throne  his  glories  dwell, 
An  awful  throne  of  ihining  blifs  : 
Fly  thro'  the  world,  O  fun  and  tell, 
How  dark  thy  beams  compar'd  to  his. 

4  Awake  ye  tempefts  and  his  fame, 
In  founds  of  dreadful  praife  declare; 
Let  the  fweet  whifper  of  his  came 
Fill  every  gentler  breeze  of  air. 

5  Let  clouds,  and  winds,  and  waves  agree 
To  join  their  prsifc  with  blazing  f";re  i 
Let  the  firm  earth  and  rolling  fea 

in  this  eternal  long  compile. 


?    S     A    L    M        CXLVIII.  311 

6  Ye  flowery  plains  proclaim  his  fkill ; 
Ye  vallies  fink  before  his  eye ; 

A.nd  let  his  praife  from  every  hill 
Rife  tuneful  10  the  neighb'ring  fky. 

7  Ye  ftubborn  oaks,  and  ftately  pines, 
Bend  your  high  branches  and  adore  : 
Praife  him,  ye  beafts,  in  aifFercnt  llrains  ; 
The  lamb  mult  bleat,  the  lion  roar. 

8  Ye  birds,  his  praife  muft  be  your  theme, 
Who  form'd  to  long  your  tuneful  voice  ; 
Wh'"le  the  dumb  !;fh  that  cut  the  (beam 
In  his  protecting  care  rejoice* 

9  Mortals,  can  you  refrain  your  tongue, 
When  nature  all  around  you  fmgs  i 
Oh  for  a  ihout  from  old  and  young, 
From  humble  f warns  and  lofty  kings  1 

10  Wide  as  his  vaft  dominion  lies 
Make  the  Creator's  name  be  known  ; 
Loud  as  his  thunder  fhout  his  praife, 
And  found  it  lofty  as  his  throne. 

1 1  Jehovah  !  'tis  a  glorious  word  ! 
Oh  may  it  dwell  on  every  tongue  ! 

But  faints  who  bed  have  known  the  Lord 
Are  bound  to  raife  the  nobleft  fotig. 

1 2  Speak  of  the  wonders  of  that  love 
Which  Gabriel  plays  on  every  chord: 
From  all  below*  and  all  above, 
Loud  hallelujahs  to  the  Lord. 

PSALM    CXLVIII.    Short  Metre. 
Unherfal  Praife* 
l   T   ET  every  creature  join 
JL*  To  praife  th'  eternal  God  ; 


3ii  P     S    A    L    M        CXLVIII. 

Yc  heavenly  hod,  thefong  be^in, 
And  found  his  name  abroad. 

2  Thou  fun  uith  golden  beams, 

And  moon  with  paler  rays, 
Ye  ftarry  lights  ye  twinkling  flames, 
Shine  to  your  makers  praile. 

3  He  built  tl-ofe  woilds  above, 

And    r.x'd  their  wondrous  frame: 
By  his  command  they  ftand  and  move* 
And  ever  fp.-ak  his  name. 

4  Ye  vapours,  when  ye  rife, 

Or  fall  in  mowers  or  fnow, 
Ye  thunders  murmuring  round  the  fides, 
His  power  and  glory  fliow. 

5  Wind,  hail,  and  Earning  fire, 

Agree  topraife  the  Lord, 
When  ye  in  dreadful  dorms  confpire 
To  execute  his  word. 

6  By  all  his  works  above 

His  honors  be  ex  pre  3  ; 
But  faints  that  taffe  his  faying  love 
Should  ling  his  praifes  beft. 

Pause      I. 

7  Let  earth  and  ocean  know 

They  owe  their  Maker  praife  : 
Praife  him,  ve  wafry  worlds  below 
And  monllersoi"  the  feas. 

8  From  mountains  near  the  flcv. 

Let  his  high   prr.ife  re  found 
From  humble  fhrubs  ami  cedars  high, 
And  vales  and  lit  Ids  aiound. 


¥     S      A      L     Wl  ^  ALA  111. 

n  Ye  lions  of  the  wood, 

And  tamer  beads  that  graze, 
Ye  live  upon  his  daily  food, 
And  he  expe&s  your  praifc. 
io  Ye  birds  of  lofty  wing. 
On  high  his  praifes  bear  J 
Or  fit  on  flowery  boughs  and  fing 
Your  Maker's  glory  there. 
ii   Ye  reptile  myriads  join. 

T*  exalt  his  glorious  name, 
And  flies  in  beauteous  forms  that  flittte* 
His  wondrous  (kill  proclaim. 

12   By  ail  the  earth-born  raoe, 
His  honors  be  exprefsM 
B'lt  faints  that  know  his  heavenly  grace, 
should  learn  to  praife  him  belt. 
Pause    II. 
I  j  Monarchs  of  wide  command. 
Praife  ye  lb'  eternal  King, 
Judges,  adore  that  fov'ireijjn  hand, 
Whence  ail  your  honors  fpriujg. 

14  Let  vigorous  youtii  engage 

To  found  ins  prailes  high  ; 
While  growing  babes  and  withering  2;  • 
Their  feebler  voices  try. 

15  United  zeal  be  mown 

His  wondrous  fame  to  raiit ; 

God  is  the  Lord — I. is  name  alone 

Deferves  our  endlcfs  pisifc. 

1 5  Let  nature  join  with  art, 

And  all  pronounce  him  bleft 
But  faints  that  dwell  f<>  near  \\h  he?.vi 
Should  ling  his  praifes  h 

i 


P  S  A  L  M    CXLIX.    Common  Metre. 

Traijc  God,  all  hi*  Stmts  ;  or,  The  Saints  judging 
the  World. 

..  I       \    LL  ye  that  love  the  Lord  rejoice, 
Jr\.   And  let  your  fongs  be  nc  new ; 
A  raid  ft  the  church  with  cheerful  voice 
His  later  wonders  fh«w\ 

2  The  Jews,  the  people  of  his  grate, 

Shall  their  redeemer  fing; 
And  Gentile  nations  join  the  praife 
While  Zion  owns  her  King, 

3  The  Lord  takes  pleafure  in  the  juft, 

Whom  f:nnei6  treat  with  fcorn: 
The  meek  that  lie  defpis'd  in  duft 
Salvation  fha!l  adorn. 

4  Saints  fhculd  be  joyful  in  their  kfngy 

E'en  on  a  dying  bed  : 
And  like  the  fouls  in  glory  fing, 
for  God  fhallraifc  the  dead, 

5  Then  his  h-'gh  praife  (hall  f  11  t^eir  tongue?. 

Their  hands  (hall wield  the  (word  . 
And  vengeance  ftiail  attend  their  fongs, 
The  vengeance  of  the  Lord. 

6  When  Chri/l  hisjudgment-feat  afcend?, 

And  bids  the  world  appear", 
Thrones  are  prcpar'd  for  all  his  friends, 


7  Then  (hall  they  rule  with  iron- rod, 
N.itioiis  that  dar'd  rebel: 
And  join  the  fentence  of  their  Ccd, 
On  tyrsnti  doem'd  to  hell. 


$  The  royal  Tinners,  bound   in  chains, 
New  triunapbs  flial    afford  : 
Such  honor  for  the  faints  remains  $ 
Praife  ye  and  love  the  Lord. 

PSALM        CL.    1,  2,  6. 
A  Song  of  Praije. 
S   TN  God's  own  houfe,  pronounce  his  praife, 
X   His  grace  he  there  reveals  5 
To  heaven  your  joy  &nd  wonder  taife, 
For  there  his  glory  dwells. 
Z  Let  all  your  facrcd  paflionsmove, 
Whi'e  you  rehearfe  his  deeds  , 
But  the  great  work  of  faving  love 
Your  higheft  praife  exceeds. 
3  All  that  have  motion,  life  and  breath, 
*  Proclaim  your  Maker  bleft  i 
Yet  when  my  voice  expires  in  death, 
My  foul  (hall  praife  him  belt. 


The  Christian  Doxology 

long    Metre. 

TO  God  the  Father,  God  the  Son. 
And  God  the  Spirit,  three  in  one, 
Be  honor,  praife,  and  glory  given 
By  all  on  earth,  and  all  in  heaven. 
Common  .'Metre. 

LE  T   God  the  Father  and  the  Son, 
And  Spirit  beadovM, 
Where  there  are  works  to  make  hiro  known, 
Or  Saints  to  love  the  Lord. 


Common  Metre,  where  the  Tune  includes  two  Stanzas. 

HP  H  E  God  of  mercy  be  ador'd, 
X     Who  calls  our   fouls  from  death. 
Who  faves  by  his  redeeming  word, 
And  new  creating  breath. 

To  praife  the  Father,  and  the  So«, 

And  Spirit  all  divine, 
The  one  in  three,  and  three  in  one, 

I«et  faints  and  angels  join. 

Y  ihort  Metre. 

E  angels  round  the  throne, 
And  faints  that  dwell  below, 
Worfliip  the  Father,  praife  the  Son, 
And  blcfs  the  Spirit  too. 

Nr>™       ^  the  ll*h  P/aIm- 
V  W  to  the  great  and  facred  three, 
The  Father,  Son,  and  Spirit  be 
Eternal  praife  and  glory  given, 
Thro'  all  the  worlds  where  God  is  known, 
JPy  all  the  angels  near  the  throne, 

And  all  the  faints  in  earth  and  heaven. 

TAs    the    l48/£  Pfatm. 
O  God  the  Father's  throne, 
Perpetual  honours  raifc  i 
plory  to  God  the  Son, 
To  God  the  Spriit  praife. 
With  all  our  powers, 
Eternal  king, 
Thy  name  we  /ing 
While  faith  adores. 

THE    END 


AN      INDEX; 

O    R 

TABLE  to  find  a  Pfalm  felted  to  par- 
ticular Subjects  or  Occafions. 

If  you  find  not  what  Word  you  feek  in  this  Table, 
feek  another  of  the  fame  Signification :  or  feek  it 
undtrfomeofthe  more  general  Words  fuch  as  God, 
Chrift,  Church,  Saints,  Pfalm,  Prayer,  Ptaifc,  StJIic- 
tlon,  Grace,  Deliverance*  Death,  &c, 

jr\l)y/iW  the  firft  and  fecond,  their  dominion  8 
JffliBedt  Pity  them  35,    41,  iupportcd,  55,    145, 
146    their  prayer   102     143.  Saints  happy  73 
94   119.   l+ibpart. 
Jjfiialons,  Hope  in  them  13,  4?,  77,  Support  and 
profit  119.   impart,   Inftru&ion  by  them  94, 
119,   lSthpart.  fandified,  94,   119,   18th  pan. 
Courage  in  them   119,  17th  part.  Removed  by 
prayer  34.,   107.     Submifiion   to  them  29.   123, 
131,   In  mind  and  body  143.  Trying  our  graces 
-66,  119,  17th  part.   Without  rejection  89      Of 
faints  and  finners  different  94.  gentle  103.  mo- 
derated 125,   very  great  77,    102,    145. 
Aged  Sz'mls  reflection  and  hope  71 
Ml  feeing  Goa  139 
Angels,  Guardian    34,  91,  all  fubjeft  to  Chrift  £9, 

97 
Praife  the  Lord  103.  prefent  in  churches  138 
Appeal  to  God  againft  perfecutors  7.    Concerning 

our  fincerity  139  Humility  131 
Jfcenfionof  Chrift  24,  47  68,  HO 
djjijlunee  from  God  138,  144 


INDEX. 

Jthelfm  pra&icat  12,  14,  36.  Punfihed  iq 
Attributes  of  God  36.  11 1,1 4 5,  147 
Authority  from  God  75,   82 

Y54CKSLIDING  foul  in  diftrefs  and  defertion 
JO  25     reftor'd5i.  pardcnM  78,   130 
BteJpngotGod  on  thebufinefs  &  comforts  of  life  127 
Bbjingsol  a  family  128,  133  of  a  nation  144,  147 
of  the  country  65,    147    of  a  peifon  >  ,32,    112, 
h  hod  of  Chrilt  cleanfing  from  tin  51,  69 
i?oci  of  nature  and  fcripture  19,  1 19,  4th    bat  I 
Brotherly  love  133.    Reproof  141 
Bufmefs  of  life  Well  127 

CURE  of  God  over  his  faints  34 
'Charity  to  the  poov  37,  41,  112.  and  juftice  15 
H2,  mixed  with  imprecations  35 
Children  praifmg  God  8.  made  blcffings  127.   128. 

iafbuacd  34  78  . 

Chrijl  the  fecond  Adam  8.  his  all  fufficiency  16. 
his  afcenfion  24,  68,  no.  the  church's  founda- 
tion ng.  his  coming  the  figns  of  it  12,  his 
cond«fcenfiO!i  and  glorification  8  covenant  made 
with  him  89.  firft  and  fecond  coming  96,97*  98. 
the  true  David  35.  his  death  and  refurreclion 
16,  32,  <*9  the  eternal  Creator  102.  exalted  to 
the  kingdom  2,  8,  21,  72'  no.  our  example  109 
faith  in  his  blood  51.  God  and  Man  89.  his 
Godhead  102.  our  hope  4.  51.  his  incarnation 
and  facrafice  40  the  king  and  the  church  his 
fpoufc  45-  his  kingdom  among  Gentile*  72,  87, 
3»2.  his  love  to  enemies  35  109.  his  majefly  97 
99  his  meditorial  kingdom  89,  no.  his  obedir 
ence  and  death  69.  his  perfonal  glories  and  go- 
vernment 45.  praifed  by  children  8.  Prieft  and 
Ring  1  10.  hi*  rcfurre&ion  on  the  Lord's  day 
118.  our    ftrength    and    righteoufnefs    71.  hit 


INDEX. 

«»j0*«  qualificat.ons  I  S,H-  Churcn  ir-a'Je      J 

God's  pretence  there  8+,  .3*     God  •  fp«.al     e 
v  £*,    ,5!    God's  garden  9*    K0i«?toit.22 
tfelufeadcare    of  God%S    of  the    Je*. 

^^nnl,^.  i» -reafe  6,    prayer,     d,f- 

ti-^ffiSo    reftored  by  prayer  H  5,102,  *c/.  i»   ■ 
Sav^nd  honoro?a  nation   4B    the  ipouieot 

Chrift  4V  i««  worlh'.p  and  order  48 

Colonies  plMlft  \W  ,       ,    ,.     ,,„    „,!  iod 

6>/ir,    holinefs  and  pardon  4.  $*.  I».    -th 
,(&***  and  fupport   »n  Go* 16.    H    ' 
antient  providence  77.   H5-  °f  ,lfe    bleU        7' 
and  pardon  '3° 

oU^l"- neigh  oors  no.  of  heavy   affl.c, 

tion*in  m'»nd  and  body   »43 
Companion  of  God  103.   145-  H? 
tewMiM  with  Samw  106.   i|3  tencc  ,nd 

Confej/umot  our  poverty  »&•  ot  un,  rep 

pardon  39.  3*-   i'v'^JjL  it3  gu.U  relieved 
C*nfcUnce  tender .1 19th  1  jthjur*.  us   g.i 

2,2,  iM'i  l3°    .    r 
Con/«iw»  complained  ot  I  20 

&«w/<  with  God63>n9,2d^.. 


of 


IC- 


iTth^r/  '  I7»  7'    »o  periecutfon    lr9i 

aWe  89.    ic6  ft  *9*  °f  «racc  ^change- 

Creation  and  ProT/denn.  *. 

Creatures  n©  tnjfl  ;n  fL„„,  r 

God  altfuficf^  ,t        '  33'  '4<5>  Va:"'  and 
Praifing  God  148 

»:69De,,,,ctrom,  ,v 

^4?*'and  fafcty  in  the  Church  a7a«    »,    •     i 

law  of  Gad  ,,n  ah  Shi  i    *  Y '   '     4<  ,n  tl,e 

,JTb *gUB8nd  perfcacd  s*  f'™   CefPa;r 

fi    ^    CP   T^  "'    40.  from  dca4F 
Ii8-  from   opprrffioa    and  falfehood     co    fr0   ' 
perfecunon  53.  y4,  by  prayer  34.  40,   ,c      '7 
from  m^cfc  Jo7.  U^JijV^gJ 

£</«•£»«  and  diftreftof  foul  15   2c     -<i  J,, 
^,of  knowledge  „90th^ofh^lI,9 


INDEX. 

„,h  part,    of    comfort  and  deliverance  nfr 
II  pari  of  quickening  grace  119  16th  part 
DtfolaiUuu,  the  Church 's  fafety  in  them  46 
i5",r  and  hope  in  death  »?,  49-  dehverance  from 

SfrMfe  and  pardon  a5  and  defence  prayed  tor    5. 

and  hope  42 
Diftrefs  of  foul  25,  reheved  51'  *3° 
i7ommf0f7  of  man  over  creatures  8 
Z)«wii/j-  and  fears  fupprefFed  3»  31'   43 
Drunkard  and  glutton  107 
2)M.vto  God  and  Man  15  24 
DW%with  God  fee  Heaven  Church,  fee. 

JjDZ/C^r/OiV,  Religious  34  7* 
jE^v/rf'x  plagues  105 

12, 43, 76 

£»iy  and  unbelief  cured  37.  49 
£?M.<y  and  vvifdora  of  Providence  9 

Evidences  oi  Grace  26,  of   fincentY  18,  *9>  *S9 
fSfttea  12    Neighbours  120,  *»**«»  »,  5* 

j£L-  of  Chrlft  to  the  kindom  2,  21,  22,  69. 


no 


Examination  26,  * $9 

Exhortations  to  peace  and  DO/ocl8  ^  , 

r^/T25T  and  prayer  of  periecut  d  bwnti  3v 
the  blood  ofChrift  51,   V-    *n   aiVlRC    gratC 
and  power  62,   J 30  .,.•,«..*/..•£ 

juj**/*  of  God  89,  105,   *H|  145.  Wr 
man  5    r4i  *  3 


INDEX. 

Fa(/b,odt  Mafpnemy,  &e,  H.  and  oppreffion  it,  6> 

/Wjr  government    i0i.    love  and   wor/hip    ,„. 
bJeliings  128.  r      3:> 

Kri  and  doubts  fupprefTed  3,  5,,  34    ,'n  thc  ^ 
to.p  of  God  >9,99.  0f  God  il9**nihpart 

Mattery  and  deceit  complained  of  i2,  ?6 

/  o^-mtf /worfhip  50 

Frailty  of  man  89,   90,     44 

Freljulnefi  dffcou raged  57 

Priendjh'tp  its  bleffinga   133 

Funercl  Pfalm  89i   90 

r>  ENTILES  given  to  Chrfft  ,,  ,*  7,,  Church 

^    «•  65»  72,   87.     Owning    the    true    God 

47.  9^»  98. 
Glorification  of  Chrid  8,  45. 

GAi/te*  78.  and  Drunkard  107 

(7^  all  in  all  ,,7    rf/T/ifltf*  l6f  33.  his  A^ 

Attributes  and  Prov.dence  36,  6S,  ,47.  his  Cart 
or  bamts  7,  34,  his  Creation  and  Providence  ** 
104.   #*.  our  Defence  and  Salvation  3,  33,  61 
'  15.   Eternal  and  fovereign  and  holy  93     £lcr. 
nal'and  man  mortal  90.    102.    F-ithfuIncfs  IOC, 
HI.  *9-   Glorified  and  Sinners  faved  Co,  Good. 
Wft  and  Mercy  ,45,  ,03      Goodnefe  and  Truth 
[45*  H<5.     Governing   power  and  goodn»fs  66 
Ureal  and  good  144    68,  145,  147.   the  Judge 
9.    50,    97-     Kind  to  his  people  145,    M5.  hfs 
majefly  97-  and  condefccnfion  113,    ,,4    Mercy 
and  truth  36,  89     ,03,   45.    made  man   S.    0f 
Mature  and  grace  65      his  perfections  36,   m, 
^J.   '47-  our  portion    ami    Chrilr.  our  hope  4' 
our  portion  here  and  hereafter  n    his  power  and 

*»jrtt  **.  «9>  9*  S6.    Pnfced  by  children  *. 


INDEX. 

our  prefers  ill.  fj8-  prefent  m  his  Churches 
4.4,84.  our  Shepherd  23.  his  fpVe/eignt?  and 
goodnefs  to  man°S,  113-  H4  ourfupptSft  an;, 
comfort  94.  Supreme  Governor  $2,  7;.  93  ^ 
vengeance  and  companion  63,  97.  ^dc^eabj^ 
Sa  m.  hi.  uuivcrfal  dominion  103.  [As  jyifaOtt 
ir f  his  works  HI,  «9;  WorthT  of  **!  ^ 
145,    I46,    150.  _ 

Gwi  Works  IS,  24,  112.  profit  men,  not  Goo  16 
Goodnefs  oi  God  8,  103,  rus£4j«  l4°  T  f  , 
Gofrt  its  glory  arid  foccefs   19,   45'    Tj0'     J0?1? 

found  89,  oH.   Worfhip  nnd  order  48 
Government  of  Chrift  4s-  f-om  God  75- 
Grace  its  evidences,  or  frlf  E^aftiinatipn  20.  J30. 
above  riches  L44.  without  merit  16,  32.  o»  Chill 
45,  72,   and  Providence  $3,    36,    13;,  136,  147* 
Preferring  and  refttiring   138-     Truth  and   pro- 
tection 57.    Tried  by  affliction  fy  66,  12,-. 
glory  84,  91.  Pardoning  130. 
GttiV/  of  conlcience  relieved  32,  $S,  cr,  130, 


^ARVEST  6,5,  126,  147. 
J2W/.6,  ficknefs  and  recovery  0,  30,  3*.  Frafi 

6,  38.  39 
Heart  known, 1  to  Cod  '39. 
Hearing  of  prayer  and  falvatfon  4.  lb,  do',   f©2 
//../.<:;  of  feparate  fouls  *?•    the   (aiut*i  duelling 

place  24 
HoUiiffi,  pardon  and  commit  4.    Dcfircd  119,  j-i-tii 

//*/*  in  datknefe  13,  77,  '43.  of  reftnrt^on  16, 
7'>.  and  [lefpdir  in  ci t a t h  »;.  49  end  jfcraycr  2'/. 
for  victory  20.  and  direction  42 

Hefntmah  of  tire  children  &  lor  tiie'Vtf  d'«  <U) 
life" 


I    N     D     E    X. 

f/umifiafien  day  10,  60 
Humility  and  fubmifllon  13,,  139 
Hy$Qcrket  and  hypocrify  12,  jQ 

\.DOLATRY  a-proved  115,   13- 

iJH  ^   S3-  reigns  93j  ^  97 

JSV>s%  fee  #ra*/. 

Imprecations  and  chanty  35 

Incarnation  96,  97,  98.  and  facrifice  of  Chrifi 

Infants  139.   fee  Children  f 

Infmidion  from    God   25    from  fcripture   J  Q.    ith 

and  fib  parts,  m  piety  34. 
nfiruShe  a/Hi&ions  94 
Intemperance  ptinifhed  78.  and  pardoned  107. 
Tiy  of  converfron  126 

ifrael  faved  from  the  prions  76.  faved  from 
AVP*>  and  brought  to  CW™  77,  jC5,  i0->, 
135  ,36-  Rebellion  arid  puni'fhmcnt  78.  puoifh- 
€d  and  pardoned  loo,  107.  travels  in  the  wil- 
dernefs  c;,  114. 
JuJgwnt  and  mercy  9,  <&.  day  ?,  50,  96,  07 
98,    149.    feat  of  God  9.  '    ' 

>///V*  of  Providence  9.   and  truth  towards  men  1  e 
juflificahon  free  32,  130. 

I\AW1£DG7?  dcfired  19,  „fc  9th  part 

X^jAW  of  God,  delight  in  it  no 

Liberality  rewarded  ^r/112. 

£/£*  and  riches  their  vanity  49.    fcort  and  feeble 

°9»  9°>  J44» 
Longing  after  God  42,  63. 
/W,  day  Pfalm  29,  „8.  Morning  5,  19,  63. 
U*<  to  our  Neighbour  15.  of  Chfift  to  iinncis  35. 


I    N    D    E    X. 

*F  God  better  than  life  6;.  of  God  unchangea- 
ble 89.  ic6.  to  enemies  35,  icp-   Brotherly  J33 
/.w*tfrv  punifhed  78.   a»d  pardoned  107 
Ti  if  AGISTRJTES  -warned  58,  82.  qualmca- 

'VJL  tione  iqi'  raifed  and  <5cPolcd  >> 

ik/a/V^  of  God  6S.  lee  G<wJ 

ATi,  hi*  vanity  as  mortal  39,  *9>  9°;  H4  ^ 
minion  over  creatures  8.  mortal  and  Chnft  clef 
nal  102.     Wonderful  Formation  139 

Marriage  my^ical  45 

Matter  of  a  family  101 

7i/„WW>'   reproved  42.    and  hope  77,   removed 

&W,  common  and  fpecial  68,  103.  fpirjtual 
and  temporal  103.  innumerable  fto  everUil mg 
136.   Recorded  »07.  and  truth  of   God  $*,  ^9» 

103,  J36>  J45»  H6 
Jlfl*r:/  declaimed  16 
Afto??    thoughts  63,    139,    119.    5^  and    6l!l 

parts 
M'mijlert  ordained  132 
Miracles  inthewildcrnefs  114 
AW,-  Ffalm  3,    HI-  of  a  fabbath  5,   ,9    63. 
Jfcrft4r  of  raan   39.    49.  90-  and  h°Pe  8*  and 

God's  eternity  90,  roz  ... 

-VT^T/^iV'/fatetyw  the  Church    48.    profpe- 

JN     rity  67,   I44»   bldl  and  pim,fhcd  '*7    A  r 
tJional deliverance 67,   75.  7*. '**;  126.    defo- 

lationa,    the    Church's    fafety    and  triumph  in 

them  4^ 
Nature  of  Man  13?  u„f*„,. 

'   BEDIENCE  finccre   18,    32>    M9-    beUu 


than  facriij.ee  50 
9^  /%e,  death  90.  and  rcfurreaicn  17.  89 


t    N    D    E    X. 

J&JJiDON,    hoin.cA  and   comfort   4.  «f  ha~k 
A      fl,dmp78 .and  director,  ,S-  and  repentance" 
prayed  for  38.   and  confeffiofi  32.    of  onV.n.1 

and  actual  fin  /r  3  or.g.nal 

iWv  under  ■ffl?afam   59.    under  perfection- 
37.  41    ina>fkneft  77.    JO,  151 

•  Peace  and  kohncTi  encouraged  34.     with  mcn  dc„ 

fired  20 

Per/^ofOod^.   n,,   ,45.    I47. 
^A*Wfamu,j5l44    74,80,83. 
/»/<«*»«,  deliverance  from  it  7.   53,  9+.  Cou 

«n  it  no,   17th  /ar/  s 

Perfuutort    punifhed    7,    IZ9,    I49.    their    folly  U- 

comp.amrd  of  3c,  44,   74,   80,  g       delivJance 

from  them  94,  9,   10. 
Perfivtrance  1$$.   in  trials  119,   17th  pert 
Peftiienee,  preservation  in  it  91 
J°«^  initru&ions  therein   34 
Pity  to  the  afflicled  4i.  fee  Chanty,  God 
Pleading  without  repining  &  i2^  the  prom.Tes 

U9    lO\.h  part 
Fijor  charity  to  them  ie,  37,  41,   il2 
Prt'4*  of  faints  and  Tinners  II,   17,   37 
rWrj  confeffed  16 

*  radical  Atheifm  14,   36 

V.?j£  to  God  from  children  S.  for  creation  and 
providence  33,  104.  to  our  Creator  100.  from 
all  creatures  ^8.  for  eminent  deliverances  34, 
yS  general  86,  145,  tco.  for  the  gofpei  98. 
for  health  reftored  :of  n6.  for  hearing  pr«ver 
06,  ,0!.  to  Jcfus  Guilt  45.  from  all  nation, 
117  and  prayer  public  65  for  protection, 
grace  and  iruili  57.  for  providence  and  ^race  36 
terrain  165,  47.   from  the  faints  >  <  >     1   c.  lor 


:H:«^8  63,    '47 


I    N    D    E    X4 

LprfcttM  4,   34.  *5>  66.    »c  of  war  ,Q 

and  hope  of  vidory  20.  praifc  public  65  and 
hope  *y.  in  Church's  diftrefa  80.  heard  and  Zion 
renored  102.   and  praife  for  deliverance  34 

Preftrving  grace  1  38 

Prefervatkn  in  public  dangers  46,  91,    Hi-  daily 

Pride  zn&  Atheifm,  and  oppreflion  punilhed  .0,  12 

and  death  49 
Pr'ie'ihood  of  Chrift  51,    HO 

Pr mi f«  vain  62,    146  „  , 

Profejfon  of  Gncerityand  repentance,  &c.  119,  3a 

/>jr*,   139.    Falfe  50 
P«»,/«  and  threatening*  81.   pleaded  119,    «°th 

Ptofperity  dangerous  ?$.  v73 

Prcfperout  finners  curfed  37,  49i   73  ..   , 

Pr*f*i«i,  truth  and  grace  57-  by  day  and  Night 

Providence,  its  wifdom  and  equity  9.  and  creation 
2*.  MS,  136,  ^d  grace  36,  147.  and  perfec, 
Ron  of  God  56.  its  myltery  enfolded  73  re- 
corded  77,  178,  07.  in  air,  earth  and  fea  35, 
65,  89,   104.,    107,   147  '  r     •  ,,f 

Pfalm  for  foldiers  I*,  fra  for  old  age  71.  for  .oi- 
bandmen  65.  for  a  fnneral  89,  9°-  *<*  the  Lo? / 
day  02  before  Prayer  95  before  fercnons  ^ 
for  Leiurates  101.  for  houfholderi  101.  fur 
mariner's  107-  for  gluttons  and  drunkarna  I0.7J 
Public  praife  for  private  mereiei  1 16,  il8-  for  ce- 
liverance  124,  worihip  attended  on  I  la-  Grayer 
and  praife  65,  84. 

Pumfcmnl  of  fiftflten  1,   11,  '37 

{^UslLIFICATIOm  ofaChriftian  *%  24 


I    N    D    E    X. 

&Uienmg  g.acc   !  19,   ,6th part 

SS^AIN  from  heaven  6e,   ,*(    lA» 
Recovery  from  ficknef*  6,  30,   116 
Relative  Duties  1  e,    133 
AfcA*  and  jotticr  .5,  ;„  words  „d  deed 
lieiigtous  education  34,   78  J/ 

*<i«pjr*ia  of  former  deliverance!  1*    Ue 

^!7r^ aand  P1,,don  3*.  and   faith  ia 
tne  blood  of  Chrjft  51 

Reproach  removed    31,37 

Rejig  nation  .59,  123,  ,3, 

Refohttims  holy  Il0,  5th />*r/ 

Reflating  grace  23,  138 

Refurrtaion  and  death  of  Chrift  2,  ,6.  of  the  faints 

16,   17,49.7,.   and  death  49,  7I)  80 
Reverence  in  worfhip  89,  ^9 

A*,  their  vanity  49  compared  with  grace  ,44 
Righleoufnrfs  from  Chrift  71  *  ** 

Q4CR1FICE  40,  5  « ,  69.  incarnation  of  Chrift 

Safetym  public  dangers  9,  i„  God  61  and  delight 
in  the  church  27  6 

ftfar  happy  and  finneraciKfcd  1,  11,  i,«,  ,ft  part 
tht  b«ll  company  ,6.  charaaerifed  15,*  24.  dwell 
in  hcawen  15,  24.  punifhed  and  faved  78,  ic6. 
God  s  care  cf  them  34.  reward  at  laft  co,  90,  72. 
pat.ence  and  world's  hatred  57.  chaftifed  and  do- 
ners deftroyed  94.  die,  but  Chrift  lives  192  pu- 
nched and  pardoned  ,06,  ,07.  conducted  to 
heaven  ,c6,  ,07.  AflT&ions  moderated  ,2c. 
judging  the  world    149 

Salvation  of  faints  ,0.  and  triumph  18.  and  de- 
fence ;n  God  62  by  Chrift  69,  85 

Sanaified  Mi&iQv*  u9%  UQ  part  94   • 


t  ■  INDEX. 

&rta«  fubdued  3,   6.    Tj. 

Scripture  comparer]  with  nature    19,  119.   7th  Pnr\* 
Jnlhuclion  from  it  119,  4th  part,   delight  in  it 
119,  5th  end  18th  parts,    ho'incfs  and    comfort 
from  it  1196th  part  variety  and  excellency  119, 
8th  part 
0      ws  of  the  year  65,  147 
Seaman's  Seng  107 
Secret  devotion   34.    119   2d  pari 
Seeking  God  63,  27 
£/Yi  bed  devotion,  6    s?,  39  116 
Si kintfi  healed   6,   ;<>o     1 16 
&£«j  of  Cbrift's  coming  12    96,  £?V. 
Self -Examination     dt  e\  «Urn.c*  of  grace  26,  139 
Separate  fouls  heaven  ty 
A.    of  nature  14    original  nr.d  adtual,  confefled  and 

pa;.  'erfal  14. 

Sincerity  +9,  26,  32,  ^59    Proved  and  rewarded  18 
J 1  /■••'■* 

<e  i  2-  34.,  50 
...Jer  deb--'   nee  from  it   3*,   120 
£e.j/  j-  in  f<  pars  tk  Sati  T  7     I    r>  150 
ty;,-     .. -..vcii  r.t  Chrift's  afcenfion  68.  his   teaching 

d  1 -9     9th  part  $1 
Spiritual  enemies  overcome  3,    18,    144.    bkffings 

ano  puniihiricnt  81 
Spring  of  the  year  65.  and   Summer   65,  IC4.   and 

Winter   147 
S/*ra  and  thunder  29,  135*148 
Strength   repentance  and  paraon  prayed  for  38.  of 

£V.  C.     } 

Submijfton   123,  iji,  to  Chrift  2.  to  ficknefs  39 
Sufferings  and  death  of  Chrift  22,  and   kingdom  of 

Chrift  *.  22,  69,  110 
Support  and  couiifcl  from  God  16.  for  the  arfli&cd 


INDEX. 

snd  tempted  55.  and  comfort  in  God   <u,    Mo. 
14th  prt  y^         y' 

*~^£MPTJTIONSovcrcocneh  ig.  in  Acknef* 

Thanh  public  for  private  mercies  ntf.   118 

Threatening  promifea  81 

Thunder  and  florm  29,  135,  136  148 

Times  evil  u    12. 

Tongue  governed  34,  39 

Tri.jl  in  the  Creatures  vain  6  J,  146 

VANITY  of  men  as  mortal  39  89,  144  of  life 
and  riches  40 
Vengeance  ami  compaffion  68.  agaitift  the  enemies 

of  the  church  76,  249 
Vineyard  of  God  wafted  ^o 
Unbelief and  envy  cured  37.  punfflied  95. 
Unchangeable  God  89.  m 
/-W  paid  in  the  Church  116.  of  holinefs  iro,?cjh 

W^#.  prayer  in  time  of   it   29     difappoint- 
ment  thereinto  vi&ory  18.  fpiritual  1%  144 
Wmrningt    of  God  to  his  people  81 
Waicbfulnefs  19,  1    1  over  the  tongue  39 
7Vfatbev6**   I07,    135,  147,  i^B 
Wickedntfs  qf man  14,  36,  51 
Winter  and  Summer  147 
flTjrVafli  and  equity  of  Providence  9.  of  God  in  hig 

work  1  1  u 
Works  0$  Creation  and    Providence  104,  I47,   I4S. 

and  Grace  19.  33,  in,  ,35,  1 36     Gooa  works 
-  profit  men,  not  God    16 
World**  hatred  and  faints  patience  ?7 
Worjbip  and  order  of  die  gzfyd  48  delight  in  it  84 

with  reverent*  89,  99,  daily  5J,    134,  14*.  in  a 

family    133.    Public    63,84,122,   \Si.  abfeuct 

from  it  63 


INDEX. 

Wrath  and  mercy  from  the  judgment -feat  9 

JLjEJL  and  prudence  39 
Zwn>  its  citizens  15 


BND  or  the    INDEX. 


A   TABLE  to  £nd  any    PS  A  LAI       1 
By  the  Firft  Line. 


A  Page 

ALL  ye  that  love  the  Lord  rejoice  31  + 

Almighty  Ruler  of  the  fkies  18 

Awake,  my  foul,   to  found  his  praife  226 
Along  the  banks  where  Babel's  current  flows     2S6 

Amidft  thy  wrath  remember  love  78 

Among  th*  aflVmblies  of  the  great  165 

Among  the  princes,  earthly  gods  172 

And  will  the  God  of  grace  1 66 

Are  all  the  foes  of  Zion  fools  1 13 

A^e  finners  now  fo  fenfelefs  grown  27 

Arife,  my  gracious  God  32 

Awake»  ye  faints,  to  praife  your  King  281 

Almighty  God,  appear  and  fave !  23 

B 

BEHOLD  the  lofty  fky  38 

^Behold  the  love,  the  gen'rous  love  7 1 

pehold  the  morning  fun  39 

Behold  the  fure  foundation  ftone  242 

Behold  thy  waiting  fcrvant,  Lord  2j; 

Behold  us,  Lord,  and  let  our  cry  I «  3 

Behold,  O  God,  what  cruel  foes,  162 

Before  Jehovah's  awful  throne,  202 

Blefs,  O  my  foul,  the  living  God  20$ 

Bleft  are  the  fons  of  peace  278 

Bleft  are  the  fouls  that  hear  and  know  177 

Bled  are  the  undefiPd  in  heart  245 

Bleft  is  the  man,  forever  bleft  63 

Bleft  is  the  man  whofe  breaft  can  move  85 

Bleft  is  the  man  who  (huns  the  place  3 

fckft  ii  the  nation  where  the  Lord  65 


c 

CH I  LDP  EN  in  years  and  knowledge  young 
Come    children,   learn  to  fear  the  Lord 
Come  let  our  voices  juin  to  raife 
Come  found  his  praife  abroad 
Confuler  all  n.y  forrows,  Lord 

D 

DAVID  rejnicM  in  God  his  ftrength 
Deep  in  cur  hearts  let  ua  record 

E 

EARLY,  my  God,  without  delay 
Exalt  the  Lord  our  God 

F 

FAR  as  thy  name  is  known 
Father,  I  blefs  thy  gentle  hand 
Father,  I  fmg  ihy  wondrous  grace 
Firm  and  unmov'd  are  they 
Firm  was  my  health,  my  day  wa6  bright 
Fools  in  their  hearts  believe  and  fay 
For  ever  bltffed  be  the  Lord 
For  ever  lhall  my  fong  record 
Fro.n  age  to  age  exalt  his  name 
From  all  that  dwell  below  the  flcies 
From  derp  diftrefs  and  troubled  thoughts 
From  foes  that  round  u&  rife 

G 

GIVE  thanks  to  God,  he  reigns  above 
Give  thanks  to  God,  invoke  hrs  name 
Give  thanks  to  God  moll  high 
Give  thanks  to  God  the  fovereign  Lord 
Give  to  our  God  immortal  praife 
Give  to  the  Lord,  ye  fona  of  fame 
Cod  in  his  earthly  temple  lays 


Page 

God  i6  the  refuse  oc  his  fainti  92 

God  my  inpporter  and  mj          f  i<*3 

God  of  eternal  love  230 

God  of  my  childhood  and  my  youth  145 

Gcd  of  my  life  look  gently  down  8  1 

God  of  my  mercy  and  my  praife  227 

Good  is  the  Lord,   the  hciv'nly  King  1*4 

Great  God,   attend  while  Zion  tings  145 

Great  God,   how  oft  did  ifracl  prove  16  l 

Great  God,  indulge  my  humble  claim  124. 
Great  God,  the  heavens  well  ordered  frame         41 

Great  God,  whofe  universal  fuay  i<;5 

Great  is  the  Lord,  exalted  hi^h  28© 

Great  is  the  Lord,   his  work*  cf  might  230 

Great  is  the  Lord  our  God  9? 

Great  Shepherd  of  thine  Uracl  163 

H 

II  A.D  not  the  God  of  truth  and  love  266 

Happy  is  he  that  fears  the  Lord  233 

Happy  the  city  where  tl.c-irfons  299 

Happy  the  man  whofe  cautious  feet  5 

Hear  me,   O  Go^,  nor  hide  thy  face  2O4 

Hear  what  the  Lord  in  vffion  faid  177 

Help,   Lord,  for  men  of  virtue  fail  24 
He  reigns;   the  Lord,   the  Saviour  refgns          197 

He  that  li3th  made  hisrefnge  God  1^5 

High  in  the  heavens,  eternal  God  72 

How  l.hft  the  man  to  whom  his  God  62 

How  awful  is  thy  chaft'ning  rod  15  7 

How  long  wilt  thou  conceal  thy  face  25 

How  did  my  heart  rejoice  to  hear  264 

How  fait  their  guilt  and  forrows  rife  3° 
How  plcafant,  how  divinely  fair 

How  pleafant  Tlis  to  fee  27^ 


A      I     A    »    L    E. 

How  pUaa'd  and  bleft  was  I 

How  fhall  the  young  fecurc  their  hearts 

I 

JEHOVAH  reigns;  he  dwells  iq  light 

Jefus  (hall  reign  where'er  the  fun 

Jefus  our  Lord,  afcend  thy  fhrone 

Judge  me,  O  God,  oiv»  p!  ad  my  caufc, 

Joy  to  the  world  ;  the  Lord  is  come 

Judge  me,  O  Lord,  and  prove  my  ways 

Judges  who  rule  the  world  bylaws' 

Jull  are  thy  ways  and  true  thy  wor<J 

If  God  fucceed  not,  ali  thecoft 

If  God  to  build  the  houfe  deny 

I  lift  my  foul  to  God 

I'll  blcfs  the  Lord  from  day  to  day 

I'll  praife  my  Maker  with  my  breath 

I'll  fpeak  the  honors  of  my  King, 

I  love  the  Lord,  he  heard  my  my  cries 

In  all  my  vaft  concern*  with  thee 

In  anger,  Lord,  rebuke  me  not 

In  God's  own  houfe  pronounce  his  praife 

In  Judah,  God  of  old  was  known 

In  haile  O  God,  attend  my  call, 

In  thee,  great  God,  with  fongs  of  praife, 

I  fet  the  Lord  before  my  face 

Is  there  ambition  in  my  heart 

It  is  the  Lord  our  Saviour's  hand 

I   waited  patient  fortUe  Lord 

I  will  extol  thee,  Lord,  on  high 

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,et  God  arife  is  all  his  might 
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Jet  Sion  in  her  king  rejoice 
.et  S?on  and  her  fons  rejoice 
vet  Sion  praife  the  mighty  God  • 

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kong  as  I  live  I'll  'olels  thy  name 
Lorrl  thou  haft  I'comVd  cur  guilty  land  i  i  > 

, ,    I  am  thine  :  but  thou  wilt  prove 
Lord,  I  am  vile  conceiv'd  in  fin 
Lord,   I  can  fuffei  thy  rebukes  :  - 

Lord,   I  efteem  thy  judgements  right  25 

Lord,  if  thine  eyes  furvey  our  faults 
Iftord,  I  have  maje  thy  word  my  choice 
Lorn,  in  the  morning  thou  fhalt  hear 
Lord,    I  will  blefs  thee  all  my, days  6i 

Lord,  I  would  fpread  my  lore  diftrefs  1  i'q 

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Lord,  thou  haft  eall'd  thy  grace  to  mind 
Lord,  thou  haft  heard  thy  fervant  cry 
Lord,  thou  haft  fearchM  and  feen  me  thrc 
Lord,  thou  haft  feen  my  foul  fincere 
Lord,  thou  wilt  hear  me  when  1  pray 
Lord  'tis  a  pleafant  thing  to  ftand 
Lord  we  have  heard  thy  works  of  o'd 
Lord,  what  a  feeble  piece  3  ^4- 

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Lord,  uhat  is  roan,  poor  feeble. man 
Lord,  what  was  man  when  made  at  firft  ig 

Lord,  when  I  count  thy  mercies  o'e*  29  g 

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MAKER  and  foreign  Lord 

Mercy  and  judgment  are  my  fonj 

Mine  eyes  and  my  defire 

My  God  accept  my  early  vowg 

My  God,  cotifider  my  dittrefg 

My  God,  how  many  are  my  fears 

My   God  in  whom  are  all  the  fpringg 

My  God,  my  everlafting  hope 

My  God,  my  king,  thy  various  praife 

My  God,  permit  my  tongue 

My  God,  the  ftepg  of  pious  men 

My  God,  what  inward  grief  I  feel 

My  heart  rejoices  in  thy  name 

My  never  ceafing  fongs  fhall  {how 

My  refuge  is  the  God  of  love 

My  righteous  Judge,  my  gracious  Go^ 

My  Saviour  and  my  King 

My  Saviour,  my   almighty  friend 

My  /hepherd  is  the  living  Lord 

My  fhepherd  will  fupply  my  need 

iv*iy  foul,  how  lovely  is  the  place 

My  foul  lies  cleaving  to  the  duft 

My  foul  repeat  his  praife 

My  fpirit  looks  to  God  alone  121 

My  foul  thy  great  Creator  praife  3 1 2 

My  fpirit  links  within  me  Lord  '  6g 

My  trull  is  in  my  heavenly  friend  w 

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Now  I'm  convinced  the  Lord  is  kind  13  y 

Now  let  our  lips  with  holy  fear  14S 

Now  let  our  mournful  foogs  record  4S 

Now  may  the  God  of  power  and  grace  4£ 

Now  (hall  my  folenih  vows  be  paid  133 

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O  buffed  fouls  are  they  ** 

O  blefc  the   Lord  my  foul  210 

Of  juftice  and  of  grace  i  Cng  204 

O  for  a  (bout  of  (acred  joy  Q* 

O  God  my  refuge,  hear  my  cries  I14. 

O  God  of  grace  and  righteoufnefs  10 

O  God  of  mercy  hear  my  cries  I  » I 

O  God  to  whom  revenge  belong!  19c 

O  happy  man  whofe  foul  is  hll'd  t-js 

O  happy  nation  where  the  Lord  6^ 
O  how  1  love  thy  holy  law                             "    _  #?>* 

O  Lord  how  many  are  my  foti  10 

O  Lord  our  heavenly  king               .     .     ,  A  ** 

O   L*rd  our   Lord,  how  woundrous  great  17 

O  that  the  Lord  would  guide  my  way*  254. 

O  that  thy  uatutesev'iy  ho**  257 

O  thou  that  hear'tlwhen  finners  try  109 

O  thou  whofe  grace  and  Juftice   reignihi  266 

V  thou  whofejuftice  reigns  on  nigh  H-6 

O  God  of  my  fa  1  vat  ion  hear  I  7 \ 

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"  ye  «:,e  Lord,  my  heart  fralj  foin 
th*   Lord,  'tie  good  to  raiie 
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r;ee  what  a  living  (tone 
Shew  pity  Lord,  0  Lord  forgive 
Sinne  mighty  God,  on  Siou  fhiue 
S  ng  all  ye  nations  to  the  Lurj 
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■  The  God  of  glory  fends  his  fummons  forth  104 

I The  God  of  our  falvation  hears  137 

The  heavens  declare  thy  glory  Lord  40 

The  King  of  Saints,  how  fair  hie  face  91 

The  Lord  appears  my  helper  now  24* 

The  Lord,  how  wondrous  are  his  ways  z:.'-} 

The  Lord  Jehovah  reigns  191 

The  Lord  is  come  :  The  hcaveo3  proclaim  »•» 

The  Lord    my  iliepherd  is  »• 

The  Lord  of  glory  is  my  light  56 
The  Lord  of  ;;lory  reigns,    he  reigns  on  high   I  90 

The  Lord  the  Jid^e,  before  his  throne  pS 

♦The  L?>rd  the  Judge  his  churches  warns  lo: 

The  Lord  the  fov«reign  king;  2i2 

The  Lord  the  fovreign  fends  his  fummoRS  lot 

The  man  is  ever  bled  .9 

The  praife  of  Sion  waits  for  thee  126 

The  wonders,   Lord,  thy  love  has  wrought  84 

Think,  mighty  God,  on  feeble   nua  iSo 

This  is  the  day  the  Lord  hath  made  243 

This  fpaeioua  earth  is  all  the  Lord's  S2 

Thou  art  my  portion.  O  my  God  247 

Thou  God  of  love  thou"  ever  Well  260 

Thro' every  age,  eternal  God  i$I 

Thrice  h^ppy  man  who  fears  the  Lord  23* 

Thus  I  refolved  before  the  Lord  79 

Thus  faith  the  Lord,  the  fpacious  fields  1  JO 
Thus  faith  the  Lord,  your  work  is  vain 

Thus  God  the  eternal  Father  fpakc  227 

Thus  the  great  Lord  of  earth  and  fci  22$ 

Thy  mercies  fill  the  earth,  O  Lord  25  2 

Thy  naiBC,  ilrnighty  Lord  24I 

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'Tit  hythy  ftrength  the  mountains  aancl 
Vo  God  I  cry»d  with  mou.nfu]  voice 
Vo  God  I  made  my  forrows  known 
To  God  the  great  the  ever  bitit 
To  heaven  I  lift  my  waiting  eyes 
To  thee,  O  God  of  truth  and  love 
To  thee,   O  Lord,   I  raife  my  crit8 
To  our  almighty  Maker  God 
To  thee  before  the  dawning  light 
To  thee  mofl  high,  and  holy  God 
To  thine  almighty  arm  we  owe 
'Turaa  for  thy  faidS  eternal  God 
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We  love  thee,    Lord,  and  we  adore 
What  (hall  I  render  to  my  God 
W,,n  Chrift  to  judgment  (hall  ^(cend 
When  God  j5  nij>h  my  faith  is  ftrong 
When  God  provok'd  with  daring  crinna 
When  God  redor'd  our  captive  Itate 
Wh»n  God  reveal'*)  his  gracious  name 
When  lirael  freed  from  Pharaoh's  hand 
"**  hm  Ifrael  fins  the  Lord  reproves 
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E'hen  overwhelm'd  with  grief  "* 

When  pain  and  anguifh  feizc  me,   Lord  259 

When  the  great  Judge  fupreme  and  juft  19 

Where  ft  all  the  man  be  found  5* 

Where  (hall  we  go  to  feek  and  fin*  *7S 

While  I  keep  filence  and  conceal  64 

Clitic  men  grow  bold  in  wicked  ways  73  - 
Who  (hall  afcend  thy  heavenly  place 

Who  (hall  inhabit  in  thy  hill  27 

Who  will  arife  and  plead  my  right  1 9- 

Why  did  the  Jews  proclaim  their  rage  7 

Why  did  the  nation,  join  to  Hay  <  *» 

Why  mould  the  mighty  maKe  their  boaft  1 1 1 

'Why  mould  the  haughty  hero  boaft  1 1  * 

Whv  do  the  proud  infult  the  poor  99 

Wh'v  do  the  wealthy  wicktc I  bo, ft  7& 

Why  doth  the  Lord  Band  off  fo  fa.  21 

Why  doth  the  man  of  riches  grovv  97 

Why  has  my  God  my  foul  forfook  45 

Why  mould  I  vex  my  foul  and  fret  ,5 

Will  God  forever  call  us  off  5 

With  all  my  powers  of  heart  and  tongue  **7 

With  e amelt  longings  of  the  mmd  *> 

With  my  whole  heart  I'll  raife  my  fong  *d 
With  my  whole  heart  I've  fought  thy  race       25> 

With  reverence  let  the  faints  appear  1?£ 
With  fongs  and  honors  founding  loud 

Would  you  behold  the  works  of  God  2-3 

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Ye  nations  round  the  earth  rejoice 

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